I got nothin but some clothes, a couple of cigarettes
One pair of shoes and i’m ready to jet
Can’t forget about my weed tho i need that to set
The right mood whenever i meed people and friends
Blaze a couple of doobs and do whatever I do
Hope it takes me to a place where the feelin is cool
Cause i need some good vibes and these days they seem hard to find
I need a little reason, fuck a why
Gettin high lettin it slide
The kinda feelin you can get but you can’t describe
Headin out without a destination
Is something you anticipate like a permanent vacation
Living day to day not being a slave
I’ll never stay in the same place till i lay in the grave
I’m a travellin’ man just like Mos Def cuz
And if you don’t know the track shit was dope as fuck

Chorus
I’m gone i gotta go
Cause all of me knows
That if you wanna make it somewhere you gotta leave home
So I got my bags packed jotting a poem
On the side of the road and i don’t know where i’m goin
I’m gone i gotta go

I’m out the door and i dont even got my boots laced
I’m too excited to i’m headed to a new place
Where hopefully i’ll find some people with a true taste
For class, who knows me better than those other two faced
People talking shit, whats all the gossip
I thought life was all good yall? Whats the problem?
Better live it up now before you get struck down
And stuck home working the street corners up town
People falling into all the shit that goes on with
Drama so I called it quits
Had to get a fresh start, put my head in the books
Not the academic ones, the ones with hooks
And I love my home but being gone feels amazin’
When everybody’s hatin, change my name to Raymond
Become famous, Pipe Dreams Entertainmet
Now reality because I’m paving the way and so...

Chorus

And so I left and then I stumbled on a label
But then i left again cause they were incapable
Across land and sees i’m here not to make due
I’m here to keep it thorough, not like the fake do
I don’t do what they do, i’m not the stay at home type
I’m on the road without a ride but i’m alright
It’s so nice that feeling you have when
You’re no longer chained down living life half dead
Didn’t have bread for a minute back when
But i kept working hard now that shit is pass tense
Things turned for the better when the Expo
Got a hold of Three Sheet and Metro the Tech Pro
Now we makin’ it work like spokes in a tire
Get up the booth melt mics with hot fire
The opportunity was never being slept on
But i never would have got it if i didn’t get gone