This is a song about "Driving on the road"

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

On the road, soul sold and im mouldy, but know the code

Leave in the am, on the road again

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Got my eyes open wide on the road to riches

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

So alone on this road again, until the end of time.

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

You ain't a thug just a crushed bug on my windshield on the road to fame,

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road