This is a song about "Supersonic travel"

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

The wedding tape makes me travel back

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Now travel with me and you will you quickly see

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Long roads to travel to stand tall i'll bother

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (jj fad)

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

No wonder why when times get hard

But i would travel through art

I wish i could time travel backwards but i can't

All she thinking bout is how to take his last