This is a song about "Tour 44"

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

For the last resort, don't show the tour, i know what i'm here for

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Catch me in the tour de france the way i cycle this flow

Make a freak whore, detour

Writing love songs that'll get you a tour

Nowadays it's undead on tour,

I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

So sorry im on the road again the tour bus of sin

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition