This is a song about "The road"

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

Leave in the am, on the road again

Bet i get like 8 of them

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Make you hit the road for so long,

Take the brick road for the blue key

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Snapple fact: you rather wack

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Who life was for music and the road

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo