This is a song about "Road men"

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Rich white and black white-washed men/

So y'all niggas can fly

Cause men lie, women lie

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

He’s tha only one

On the road less taken

I've been down that road before

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Atl was tipping them

Uh, the road not taken