This is a song about "Going on a trip"

If you thought it, it better be what you want

And take a vacation to trip abroad

Going off on a beat to kakorot you're to weak

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Trip on some acid that's done then

Then lost her faith again

I just might trip on your bitch i'm packing a magnum

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

I'm a royalty nominee going all out on sheer will

He signed up for a trip with a guide

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Sw on the hip, we don't trip, see you trembling/

Trip on some acid that's done then

Magic city tipping them