This is a song about "Road to rich"

I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch

He also used to spit, but he didn't get rich

Aint trying to front its the smoke that's mad me rich

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch

Floor it down the road to your mind

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

The path to victory's a mirage, the road is just/

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Down the road was my favorite spot to chill and shit