This is a song about "Driving on the road"

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

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

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

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

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

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Going home, down the yellow road that gilly pissing on

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

On the road to riches, krs and bdp, and ready to die,

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

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

On the road to success who the fuck gone come and stand with me,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see