This is a song about "Travel to save future"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/

I write forward to save my day

She got grove st. on replay

To the lord but he cant help him nor save

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

To save criminals from miserables,

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Used to call me the african don dada

You misbehaving and me trying to save ya