This is a song about "Dirt roads"

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

Politicians granted maggots access, handed planet dirt

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Girl, i put in that work

Yea i made you feel like dirt

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

The roads of the slayer are all getting nearer

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

In the woods outside on the dirt

Nothing i'mma do is gon work