This is a song about "Road"

I'm puffing the bud to give up on the road

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

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

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

This road.....never seems to end

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Even shed a few tears, i traveled that road

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat