This is a song about "Miles mum"

I wish i could have 25 wives

And i got 'em running miles,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

And i got 'em running miles,

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

My heart races a million miles

Flyer then the rest of them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Mixed with egyptian nile,i run for they miles,

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

It'll last for all these crazy days