This is a song about "Road trip"

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

I've been down that road before

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

No set trip, no color claim

I'mma treat you like my whip

Some of the fat dick, nigga dont trip

Y'all can't stick to no g code

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

I'm after you bringing traffic through

First class trip just to see you

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Then take a little road trip

Razor grips, laser spit

Uh, the road not taken

Top ranked, number one my son