(Vrs 1)
Sick of seeing fools getting gassed up so I gas up//
Hit highways, blaze trails, do work - mack truck//
Semi-sweet, it's all just a hit and run//
In-N-Out, animal style, how I get 'er done//
Leave 'em screaming my name like they need it in, in vain//
Still withdraw from their city even when fiending for Mane//
Rok that dope. Stay pushing potent product//
From mountain tops that hot flow-Molten lava//
Burn down stages, build up foundations//
Fan base's faces found in face book pages//
Face to face now on a first name basis//
Chapters of my life, foot notes from the matrix//
Run against time, Mos def, a traveling man//
Wanna see every piece of the globe, grasped in my hands//
A proactive approach, cashing in cans//
Hungry as hell but stay fed, no flash in the pan

(Vrs 2-Scarub)
Forever just in time to leave, say my peace and split//
Like a fork in the road I eat and run in sprints//
Time is money most the time I have already spent//
I'm globetrotting on a paper trail I chase and squint//
Far as I can see, & I can see there's more to get//
Money don't make the man, but man I need a grip//
For room & board & traveling expenses 'cause life's a trip//
We the people make the world go 'round, no counterfit//
Stress keep me up like bed side mysteries/
Dreaming is a luxury for children, years is bent for me//
Long time coming more to go far as I can see//
Wide awake late staying up like apostrophes//
On point, I try angles like isosceles//
Pyramid schemes, scams for green aint for me//
Meditating manifesting where I gots to be//
World wide life long touring, constantly

(CUTS)
Hitting city to city like a horny trucker
I'm everywhere you've never been and better than I've ever been
I tell you my plan
We on award tour...