This is a song about "Life on the road"

I'm on the road to the riches.

Always knew where the pot was

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Got my eyes open wide on the road to riches

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

On the road to riches and diamond rings

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Leave in the am, on the road again

Cause in the end we all on the same road to success

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

When he on the road and don't know where to go,

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

On the road less taken

Shit, we don't believe none of them

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

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke