This is a song about "Crossy road"

This road.....never seems to end

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

Always strap so i was alright

I've been down that road before

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Tires screech on that road ground

He just throws it around

Then take a little road trip

I like to call that a quick flip

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

But i got words of wisdom, paving this yellow brick road

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road