This is a song about "Off into the distance"

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Blasting into the distance, rocket.

Oh my what a shock like pushing off the dock into water

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Enter the system...don't venture a distance, cause spreading terror's their vision

From the get go, not from the ghetto, watched it from a distance though

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

With the wheels fallin off i shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Taking off into space, gravity cannot handle me

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Of objects in the distance going round and round