This is a song about "Travelling"

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep the beach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Anything is possible after travelling to moon

Leather belt fastened, like i'm travelling/

I was born to do the damn thing

Ill have you back steppin slapperin travelling again

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them