This is a song about "Rite path"

Whos rite i new that you would choose life

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Graphic or pg edited rite

Am so fly rite now. you are under the earth.

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Stand in my path, you will experience misery

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

Didn't regret this path/split seconds passed

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

Always knocks anybody down who sticks in his path

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And took me down the right path

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

But i took a different path

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class