This is a song about "Road safety"

Tires screech on that road ground

Cause everytime you come around

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Who life was for music and the road

Used to find dope in his coat

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Concerned for our safety

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

No one hardly escapes from murder, so just put the gun on safety/

Trippin like i road the bus

By a brotha who was hopeless

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road