This is a song about "2 tickets to paradise"

I wake up from this paradise

Never really been into the ice

Nigga you got 2 learn how to rap

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

You made my life hell, now i'm gone to paradise/

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Because there ain't no coming back from that

1 blunt to roll 2 grams to put in it

Being in 2 places and to pull myself together quick!

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Cause the tickets all sold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled