This is a song about "Being on road"

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Alone on my journey down the road where the fork is placed

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Cause in the end we all on the same road to success

On the road to riches, krs and bdp, and ready to die,

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

So sorry im on the road again the tour bus of sin

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

Stuck on a desert road deserted and famished

Give me respect, dammit, or get damaged

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Road kill grill on a track these rappers dead to me