This is a song about "Open roads"

The roads i saw no pave, only had spark and boozy

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Im staying off the roads

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

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

I’m first class on my trip trip

I'm open to the market

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

Go bust that bitches head open

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Mixed with open temptations