This is a song about "The last mile"

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

This is hip hop for today

The memories were to shitty to even last,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Thought he had duffer brain of a mile

When it comes to spitting that fire

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

You kicked it, surpassed all the crap and expelled it at last

And the last one got burned.

Look, cole world, still a cold world

Here we go,i perform miracles like the green mile

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

That the pain won't last forever