This is a song about "Whispering road"

Tires screech on that road ground

I drive that all around

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Keeping them on the hip

Then take a little road trip

See, you're my best friend

This road.....never seems to end

Bitch, i was born to ball

I've been down that road before

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Whispering to her pussy like a secret conversation

Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road)

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke