This is a song about "Resort"

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

So your last resort is to eat off other niggas plates/

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

From vespucci beach, then i might resort to felony

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

And even though shit's trife at times, never resort to life of crime,

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

And probably i'll resort to doin' shit for cash like breaking bad,

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

For the last resort, don't show the tour, i know what i'm here for

Who resort to wearing some little sweater jackets

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks