This is a song about "Road men"

This road.....never seems to end

Never ever pay rent

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Cause men lie, women lie

So its time for us to hit road

Motivated just from being broke

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

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