This is a song about "Tour"

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

No work due to clement, sore core tour, bore,

I'm putting cash in my pockets, so much to tour the world in a rocket,

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

But if i don't succeed or tour i ain't getting no "early retirement"! (jail time)

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

And i'll tell you some more, i'd like to give you a tour

I'll swarm on your poor ass like the tribe goin' on award tour

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Writing love songs that'll get you a tour

We can leave before midnight for sure