This is a song about "Josh on road"

On the road less taken

Flyer than the rest of them

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Hitchhike on the side of yje road amd and act real hospitable

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

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

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

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

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

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

I told her all about how we been living a lie

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

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo