This is a song about "Hiking the appalachian trail"

Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!

So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail

Hiking till my feet are bleeding and the water blocks my breathing

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Devastation is clearly waiting on this trail i'm paving

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Battle champs just shows the latest, man i'm on a trail to greatness

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between