This is a song about "Travel to la"

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

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

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

That’s my la-la lullaby.

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

Even if i have to decode a dictionary in order to travel

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Me and my microphone could be one

Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/

And muthafuck the quota

Livin la vita da loca