This is a song about "Alternative travel project"

Y'all want to see corruptibility? then travel down the block,

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

I travel long distance just to stuff your body in a crate

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Releasing excessive content, while realizing how expensive this rap project is,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I wish i could time travel backwards but i can't

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

The rich get richer, while we fill up project blocks

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

But some of the best things happen in the project,

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent