[Hook]

You must leave so you can see

There's so much that you can be

And you will find out on the other side of town

On the other side of town

[Verse 1]

Yo, it's kinda crazy where it gets you when you fly

My uncle seen this whole earth and didn't even drive

I'll take him on a tour with me, but recently he died

But he knew the map front to back, I've seen it in his eyes

Hence the name Sene, travel around this rock, no Ciroc

Stewardess pass, I ask for whiskey on the rocks

Pray from where he's standing that he's proud of where I got

Considering nobody didn't ever gave me squat

I'm a proud gent, setting out to Paris on a project

Yeah right, coaching on this ocean for these non-checks

Red eye, and barely even seen my bed, I'm

(?) caught and young jedi

Mind tricking, eyes flicker

But overseas flights, the plane provides liquor

May arrive twisted and found print

That line sits truer than a prostitue that'll do you for a fine tip

And a lot'll make you slime quick

Sun rise 5-6 depending on where you living

Like the sun I'm shining and I do it from a distance

Every now and then I'll drop a quarter just to call ya

But otherwise I miss ya, yo

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I've got a feeling that this jet lag's

A feeling I'll be missing when I'm pissing in a bedpan

Flirting with the nurses, lifting skirts during spongebaths

Telling 'em stories of the journeys of a young man

The crazy part is that it's unplanned

Keys, phone, passports, magazines, one bag

Headphones, CDs, how did I forgot those?

Once took a bag of Mozart to a fresh show

Fucked up, once again it was my unc's stuff

Kinda music that my unc bump

Absent minded, even if I had the time to find it

I be sitting in an office doing business with a bag lunch

Unpack, pack up, take train, catch bus

Hotel, pay bills, check out, smash love

Step out, promise that when I return I will tell her about my trip first

Then I'd do it reverse

[Hook]