This is a song about "World travel"

Electric relaxation, people's travel started the slaughter,

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

For the most part those blocks get bogart

But i would travel through art

I travel through the camera

My all gold rolly or the

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

To travel all the plains, and the plane within plains,

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Now travel with me and you will you quickly see

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

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