This is a song about "Route 66"

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

So i crawled to the highway of life and took another route.

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Theses ill thrills i spill will help lead me to the famous route

Change your route to the worst way possible

Shout out them strippers who hustle

With your head in the clouds it must be hard to see, the route ahead where

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

And that's truth, won't get it screwed, i chose this route and i'll see it through

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

Pockets probably like fried food

I must go like fly route,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

There's brighter days, there's a different route,