This is a song about "Money miles"

I run 8 squared miles, exponent mekhi phifer

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

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

Mixed with egyptian nile,i run for they miles,

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Fucking up threads cause i'm miles ahead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

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

And i got 'em running miles,

What we gotta do to survive

What is it gonna take

500 miles push on the disc brake