This is a song about "Soul travel"

I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Travel the world, and the seven seas

Open up your contacts then scroll

●i dont fucking sell my soul

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

Long roads to travel to stand tall i'll bother

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

I travel long distance just to stuff your body in a crate

Now travel with me and you will you quickly see

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably