This is a song about "Time travel"

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills

She acting all extra

I travel through the camera

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

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates

Replaced wicked sins or innocence chased, i wanna travel back to the greats,

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

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Now travel with me and you will you quickly see

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/