This is a song about "Exit signs"

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

You know, the street kinds, ain't no peace signs,

Wish for a prophecy, hope for fewer bad signs

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

You're going home alone cause homies show you to the exit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Take the exit, the nearest left

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

I don't know what to do so i throw some illuminati signs

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Theirs many signs that you may see,

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

One moment he shows signs of being mature

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

To exit vacation let fate take em