This is a song about "Road trips"

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Im on acid trips it looks like vultures and there wings are flapping

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

I told him get his 9 and run

Uh, the road not taken

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Left & now it seems i'm headed right down the same road

Made from the brain of me, most genius

Trippin like i road the bus

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

New canvas she need a new stroke

But i’m not making trips lab to lab every single day,

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay