This is a song about "Started on a dirt road white trash fat but always ready to flow"

I'm on the road to the riches.

Thought this was forever love

That white trash traffic and gridlock, shit happened like a six blocks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

Been ready to run up on it like a us embassy/

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

//the flow on this verse switches to a different flow and topic

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Stuck on a desert road deserted and famished

Be a soldier, march on, leave those fuckers in the dirt,

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard