This is a song about "Road trip to texas"

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

The road to greatness not easily achieved,

Road to success headed to the chair

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

She was new to the school i think she moved from texas

One can mention ones self and it'd be too pretentious

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

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one relinquished his bridge to the gutters

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'm on the road to the riches.

Here i go again, searching for love

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Didn't want to fuck up, shit every time that i talked to her was such a trip