This is a song about "Crossy road"

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

So buy me saying these messages i’ll send the right road,

Over me the same peeps that have died

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

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

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

The road to greatness not easily achieved,

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Motivated just from being broke

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

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Cause i've been there , and it's just a downhill road,

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Who life was for music and the road