This is a song about "Bon voyage"

But you cant catch us homie we flipping speed bon bons

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

His employment turned to a fantasy, this voyage of prosperity

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and