This is a song about "Resort"

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I'm crazy as a ouija board, at a vacated beach resort,

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

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

Resort to robbin' to feed my family

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

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

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

And if they resort to mix-tapes, my feats'll beat 'em per cassette