This is a song about "On the way"

Went back on the way back back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Depending on the grind is the only way to shine

Which you know i'm different, right

Way pretty on the outside

The way the stats setted out i was the favourite on paper

Tryna find a secret garden just like tyler the creator

The new album is on the way, when it's

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

I gotta keep on gunning rhymes, only way to bind the two

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

When you hit on ma man, you went the wrong way

While half my mental belongs in a cage

And scribble my way, save the day, pave it, on stage,