These paper maps now audio to play it back
Just a moment in time, keep home in mind, to make it back
These waves smack you and tackle you in the ocean
The Sun blowing kisses, she lathers you with some lotion
We took the 6a.m. flight out to PR
To see our island at least once before I depart The Earth
We start at first in a small town beach community
All sounds of the ocean is flowing, beautifully
Composing musically, Mother Nature second to none
Effortless runs, Christina and Whitney
Like you seen it in Ripley's, believe it or not
It's really that gorgeous
I'm talking what a Puerto Rican smorgasbord is
Mofongo, churrasco with the extra ajo on the side
Muchacho, what's in the sauce secret like gestapo
With Papo's little girl, salivating while it's marinating
My inner fat-kid waiting, getting type impatient
They moving at a different pace here
My inner city hustle and bustle is outta place here
My mind is way clear
Understand I gotta face fear, take a year see myself out of the rat race
I'm done with that kind of pace
Your mind's awake here but clear of time and space
The perfect place to rhyme away and let your mind escape
Find a way, at least devise a plan
Try my hand at something different
A thing that isn't regressive in anyway
Plenty ways to slice pies
It's esthetically pleasing in equal slices, many say
Henny may have me rambling, lemme place myself in check
Like I'm playing chess for doley
Low key, I miss the kids a little
Just a scribble on a page worth
The break's worth the anxiety of separation
Diving face-first in my book, scripting something crazy
Sitting next to the lady, thinking baby, just maybe we'll break free
Whether sex on the beach in Punta Cana
Jet skis in the Bahamas
Just me and lil' mama
These the chronicles
Chronic full blunts on the beach
She keep it brahma bull
On the real, like pills from big pharma do
The obstacles to living tropical are obvious
But in the moment pros outweigh the cons
Like the island lobbied us into submission
With the beach and the kitchen
Now I think of the X like good riddance
These paper maps now audio to play it back
Just a moment in time, keep home in mind, to make it back
These waves smack you and tackle you in the ocean
The Sun blowing kisses, she lathers you with some lotion
These paper maps now audio to play it back
Just a moment in time, keep home in mind, to make it back
These waves smack you and tackle you in the ocean
The Sun blowing kisses, she lathers you with some lotion