This is a song about "Road safety"

You pay your favorite stripper car note

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

I've been down that road before

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

And i guess someone prayed for us, cause i trashed my safety blunt

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Who life was for music and the road

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Trippin like i road the bus

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Tires screech on that road ground

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

This road.....never seems to end

Niggas in the street scared