This is a song about "Time travel"

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Travel through time - coppin a diamond and bringing it into these lines

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

She don't like to travel but she wanna bangkok/

Electric relaxation, people's travel started the slaughter,

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Now travel with me and you will you quickly see

Y'all want to see corruptibility? then travel down the block,

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

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

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

He must travel to hell, wait, survive the rotten smell, wait, then ring a bell