This is a song about "Two roads diverged in a crowded city"

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Fuck a knife, i split you in two with a spoon

Then i woke up in a city, where the population match the death toll

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

She gott no its either work or in the city where they judge a coon

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

I couldn't help him,let him die in this city

Put two holes in your head like a bowling ball.

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Lost in the world its too crowded

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,