This is a song about "Trip meeting new people"

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

And i flew past the people who knew that my shoe was new

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Meeting me for them just has gotta be so awesome,

I set up a meeting with the local neighborhood botanist/

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Well, i don't know, maybe you had some childhood trauma trip,

Goin' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip

People new to this is too numerous

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

And other people stopped bothering me with there old and new secrets,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

But see i planned a trip

He might have the same whip

I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love