This is a song about "Dusty road"

I fucking hate this job

So its time for us to hit road

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

Motivated just from being broke

Who life was for music and the road

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Of it, but it truly leads ‘em down the wrong road,

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road)

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

Says money in the air

It's my way, my road i won't share