This is a song about "Plastic roads"

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

He been waiting for his connection to come

Stop making faces like a plastic surgeon

We just trynna be winners

Like plastic action figures

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

The roads of the slayer are all getting nearer

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Bulldoze/ and watch their bodies turn plastic

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

The roads i saw no pave, only spark and boozy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see