This is a song about "Roman roads"

Clap two times if you drunk

I'm paving roads to payment

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed

But that doesn't mean shit to me, i'm broke, walkin' roads alone,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The roads i saw no pave, only had spark and boozy

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it