This is a song about "Road trip to texas"

Good help is hard to find

Floor it down the road to your mind

Cause my thing something vicious

I'm on the road to the riches.

She gonna dance when that molly through

First class trip just to see you

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

So its time for us to hit road

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Limp dick tryin not to trip walking and rocking my pimp stick,

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

We all taken a trip to "maddie's world".

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

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

Say a grown man can separate lust from love