This is a song about "Bow road"

Then take a little road trip

And i must admit

Proves that ignorance is bliss

So bow down to the miss.

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Bow for ya new king derailled psycho

On the road less taken

I'm a son of a gun

Used to find dope in his coat

Who life was for music and the road

But even if we bow out

I gotta little clout

Two reflections into one

Uh, the road not taken