This is a song about "Mystical places"

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Sit back and unwind to this mystical rhythm

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

I'm still hitting ladies, in all the sexy places

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Guiding us all to better places

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Gettin' mystical, bewitch this bitch,

Trip, and then you never snitch

"flying mentally through a mystical jungle

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Officially lifted off to oasis, places

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I was lost in a sea of unfamiliar places,