This is a song about "Destination"

When you ain't got no education

Here, come reach your destination

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

On a mission for twin additions, your destination, love's intimate fruition

And last but not least please don't tell no one

To his destination, i'm taken

I took a right off the next exit to my destination

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

But what's our destination

Distorted from scars physically and mentally with no destination

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Twenty million with the end destination of a rapper, and,

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My destination/ filled with sully and saturation