This is a song about "Broken road to home"

And i need you to show me love

I'm on the road to the riches.

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Your story ends its time to go home

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

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Bout as broken as the home his brothers gonna grow up in/

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

I'm puffing the bud to give up on the road

Streaks are made to broken

My drive is like no one

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Huh, a metaphor of course

Floor it down the road to your mind

Good help is hard to find