This is a song about "Road trip"

Most of them niggas dumb

On the road less taken

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

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

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road)

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

This road.....never seems to end

Half your body laying on my chest

Well, i don't know, maybe you had some childhood trauma trip,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

They can’t even come around

Tires screech on that road ground