This is a song about "Asphalt"

I'm sick enough to give the fuckin flu until you puke n' heave

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

I be doing your bitch down in the sidewalk paying pennies

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Going to be filled with potholes, look yull see my dark un happy eyes

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Some niggas slept on me but i dont see the snoring

Long roads to travel to stand tall i'll bother

Of impactful things one can ask for

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

You walked like you just might fall, on the sidewalk

The roads i saw no pave, only had spark and boozy

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see