This is a song about "Miles grisman"

If i should die before i wake

500 miles push on the disc brake

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Walkin' for miles, detaching all i loathe

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

We've crossed our paths now we're miles apart

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Twenty miles from ghettoes, but they keep on saying it,

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Walkin' for miles, detaching all i loathe

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Let me get it straightfor miles like a laser

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

I'm fucked up and this fucking feeling like 8 miles,