| I come from the god body era | 
| I come from standing on street corners | 
| Smoking blunts outta white owls for 40s | 
| Building and destroying about the suns and the planets and the moons and the | 
| stars | 
| About the nature of man | 
| About knowledge where some people don’t understand | 
| And you had | 
| Come on! | 
| Yeah Chris, yeah, I like that right there, yeah! | 
| Come on! | 
| Kaytranada, classic | 
| Waste these niggas, son | 
| I gotta doctorate in rockin it | 
| We got it poppin, it’s marvelous, nigga watch it | 
| You follow a car but can’t be stop it to intervene | 
| You’re erroneous, these the phoniest rappers I’ve ever seen | 
| When I take flight, I’m traveling light | 
| Double of times, when I’m touring, exploring outside the genre | 
| Illuminate, when I grabbin the mic | 
| It’s so bright it’ll blind you | 
| Yeah, I’m back with a friendly reminder | 
| We’re two ships that’re passing in the night | 
| But alas, you got to run into the iceberg, cracking this shit in half | 
| Traveling light, not talking about back of the back | 
| First I get back in the lab | 
| Then I hit the road, I be back in a flash | 
| Barry Allen mixed with Harry Allen | 
| My blood hot as volcanic rock formed in Canary Diamonds they find on Canary | 
| Islands | 
| My rhymes inspired by enviroments of the very violent | 
| I’m the voice of a generation that’s very silent | 
| I stick to my convictions like I’ve been indicted | 
| All you niggas throwing me shade | 
| You about to get enlightened | 
| Travel light | 
| Travel light | 
| Traveling light | 
| Travel light | 
| You grinding to the sun up | 
| Whether it’s cold murder | 
| The pies have been cut up | 
| Hopping over the hurdles | 
| Just look at the stride | 
| Life is heavy enough but you looked at me high | 
| Huh, rather leave it behind | 
| The legacy that you deal will be never let down (so) | 
| Brooklyn is changing, and so am I | 
| I see you on the other side | 
| Travel light | 
| I’m faster than the speed of sound | 
| Smashing through these barriers | 
| I’m blasting out your speakers now | 
| Travel around the planet till I landing where I’m needed now | 
| We entertainers, they wanna call us leaders now | 
| Woah, it’s not in the plans | 
| Sharp when I land | 
| Stop for the fans | 
| Every airport from Okinawa to Osaka, Japan | 
| Stop assuming I live in your time zone | 
| Jet lag is my reality | 
| The road is my home, I roam | 
| Your downfall is you should probably get out more | 
| I been planning out tours | 
| With a band of outlaws | 
| I’m packing my bags | 
| Just marijuana and magazines | 
| Wrapping the flag around a pistol, the red, the black and the green | 
| Never crashing, the grill is mean | 
| When I’m whipping machines | 
| Dipping between | 
| All these commuters, they moving slow like they sippin' the lean | 
| Are they living the dream? | 
| Get to they office and that computer’s drifting off until they spit start to | 
| drip from the screen | 
| Travel light | 
| Travel light | 
| Traveling light | 
| Travel light | 
| You grinding to the sun up | 
| Whether it’s cold murder | 
| The pies have been cut up | 
| Hopping over the hurdles | 
| Just look at the stride | 
| Life is heavy enough but you looked at me high | 
| Huh, rather leave it behind | 
| The legacy that you deal will be never let down (so) | 
| Brooklyn is changing, and so am I | 
| I see you on the other side | 
| Travel light | 
| City of broken promises | 
| My mission is reconnaissance | 
| It’s dangerous for anybody following | 
| That’s why I take biting as a compliment | 
| It’s proof of my dominance | 
| It’s the haters' way of congratulating me for my accomplishments | 
| Well, I’m so atop of this demolishing all the Charlotters | 
| To whisper in the ears of your congressmen | 
| Shoving dollars in their pockets | 
| The more we locked up, the more they profiting | 
| They building empires like Ottoman | 
| Now who you wanna face? | 
| The sharks in the water or the snakes in the boat? | 
| The lesser of two evils be fighting for fake votes | 
| We walking through the valley of darkness, so stay close | 
| Need the light at the end of the tunnel to make a toast | 
| Raise a glass to our glorious past | 
| We the wave of the future | 
| Never confusing protesters for looters | 
| Silencing Radioheads and OK Computers | 
| Travel to Mecca like Mansa Musa | 
| So let’s go | 
| (Yeah!) |