This is a song about "Life on road"

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

Leave in the am, on the road again

Then to try to chase these men

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

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

Living my life like i'm living right

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

Going home, down the yellow road that gilly pissing on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

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

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Must be something you want me to see

Road kill grill on a track these rappers dead to me