This is a song about "Wheep not for roads untraveled"

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Lonely roads, the windy breeze, crackheads out cold alone,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

The roads of the slayer are all getting nearer

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

For fear is not a problem no longer,

But that doesn't mean shit to me, i'm broke, walkin' roads alone,

Better than college, after that, students home

G stands for g.a.y not genius

Thought this was forever love

Nah, not for real. that's not what i meant to say

But more importantly taught me to pray

For you rapping is not meant to be

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

We not fighting for our country, we fight for greed