This is a song about "Dont know which road to turn down anymore so broke"

I dont have to look anymore,

Some old bitch that we did before

Down the road was my favorite spot to chill and shit

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Which spurt blood and turn love to three breakfast courses.

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

I dont have to look anymore,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

So its time for us to hit road

Y'all can't stick to no g code

Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

I don't even know what to call you anymore

I just wanted to be high enough so people can't look down on me anymore with spite

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight