This is a song about "Road trips"

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

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Got lean, rose, patron

Uh, the road not taken

But i’m not making trips lab to lab every single day,

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Then take a little road trip

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

So buy me saying these messages i’ll send the right road,