This is a song about "Europe squad travel california minnesota kentucky boston israel"

Travel. fly. swim. meet. love. dance. win.

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

I'm smoking shit you can only find in europe

See i let my nigga split that

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors.

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

The wedding tape makes me travel back

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Boston, threw the tea overboard

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak