This is a song about "On the way"

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

But that's the way it goes when you're raised on ghetto streets,

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

The new album is on the way, when it's

Grab a gauge on my way back to the carnival

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

And i was the light

Way pretty on the outside

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Light the way, lead us on

I was born at the bottom, on my way to the top

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I am on my way to the professional universe