This is a song about "Open roads"

And still got my nike boots

Open fire and dispatch troops

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

"open the door, fucker, im here"

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

The roads i saw no pave, only spark and boozy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I'm open to the market

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

Just open that new tab

Baby all i do is rap

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down

No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town

Long roads to travel to stand tall i'll bother

Got the perfect plan to help me get her