Vic Mensa Suitcase (Ft. Chance The Rapper)
			[Intro: Vic Mensa]
 In my suitcase..
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
 It's not a suitcase, more of a briefcase
 I be on binness, and my new place isn't a duplex
 More of an escape, I been gone trippin'
 Kiss the kids and kick the dogs, fix the dinner, fix the faucet
 Wash the dish and wish for rain and when it pours make sure in the midst of all
 You don't forget to call me to come back
 Part of me on that, I was too young
 You was young too but uh, I was too young
 What you want me to say? I'm a deadbeat dad, all the sex we had was my fault?
 The checks she had wasn't enough to get by, it's my fault?
 I bought, a new suitcase, I be gone trippin'
 Only briefly, probably wrong decision
 But I can do it later if he got game, oh now he trippin'
 Got his own case, he dippin', run like your Pops, junior
[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
 Out of state feels great but it's good to be home
 Lookin' at the crib through the window
 Sometimes the littlest things in life don't seem so big 'til you're grown
 Take it for granted, cement footsteps smoke rings rotate with the planet
 And the plan is spend it all before the market crash
 Oh Shit, red alert, panic
 Somehow the fuel in the left wing leaked and we all went down
 And my seatbelt be tight enough to keep me wired up with a plane spiralin' off in the clouds
 And was lost in the dust but they scooped me up in a cup and dumped me off in a pile
 Blow me in the wind, over the mountain, what I owe my accountant
 What if they only found my suitcase? Would I be on Newsweek?
 What if I was a newlywed with a newborn of 2 weeks
 And my flight to the UK crashed in the Yukon
 And I woke up on a distant beach with a peach in my mouth
 Sand in my hair, and no shoes on
 Where am I?
[Bridge: Chance the Rapper]
 Hit the road Jack, don't you come back no more..
 Hit the road Jack, please come back one more, one more, one more
[Outro: Vic Mensa]
 Every other day is a trip, another suitcase
 Flying high with gray skies and my suitcase, been gone for two days
 Packed my memories in the bag, inside my suitcase, take it the UK
 Somewhere on the clouds, flyin' high in a dream