This is a song about "Jojo s bizarre adventure"

Maybe its time to leave my home, set out on an adventure

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

The dead society of a poet

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Remember craft adventure elite defender

And then along came the wrong man for her

At the top where i'm in, is no place for your adventure.

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

The days of our adventure