This is a song about "Travel to save future"

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

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

I'm trying to save us from any wrath

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

Together all the timethought it was true love

To save criminals from miserables,

And the harsh shit hits the suburbs, and they're able to save,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

She will never get by, no how no way

I write forward to save my day

So sorry,i am brave,i got this industry to save

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves