This is a song about "Miles"

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

And i got 'em running miles,

Dealin' with it 1.3 miles wide and goin 17 miles long?

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

She self made, i'm self made

500 miles push on the disc brake

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

So lift mine up to the sky, im up wit dem miles

Bother me to flow the prodigy child not too hot or too mild running miles

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away