This is a song about "We are going on a trip"

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

But i knew that there was going to be a we

Then going on a drug binge

Fuck you faggots, i'm with a fat bitch

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Im going on a shooting spree

We are going to the top and you cant stop we got hops so here is a mop so clean your act up

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

I just might trip on your bitch i'm packing a magnum

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

We are a bung of goons,

Its cold as shit in this booth

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

I'm going berserk its bizarre that you think that we are

What is a relationship but a wasted trip on a plated ship

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that