This is a song about "Roads less involve"

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Nothing more and nothing less,

You know that love is a very serious thing

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Express stress expect less

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Commit crimes when vexed they're meaningful less,

Yes sir, please confess

Express stress expect less

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

Long roads to travel to stand tall i'll bother

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed

Im staying off the roads

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes