This is a song about "Taking a backroad"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Creating a monopoly taking over colonies but thriving

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I'm getting praises again, it seems like i'll be taking a win

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I hate to rhyme a word twice, my soul was his for the taking,

We gotta get back to what really matters

Now shes taking her last ride in a hearse

Taking the shots with, the gats from a racist obnoxious youth,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

But we need to stop taking a shower just to stand

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

An eventuality of falling for your sensuality, i feel like a fool that's taking

Am i done?mother say i’m too youngbut what that mean?i took a chance and now i’m playing