This is a song about "Traveled"

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Even shed a few tears, i traveled that road

Is the sound of fear and some broken glass as a bullet just traveled

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

I traveled a light year in a minute

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Traveled to kansas city missouri

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free