This is a song about "Whispering road"

I like to roam like my dome find me in the road

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

So buy me saying these messages i’ll send the right road,

I'm puffing the bud to give up on the road

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Never ever pay rent

This road.....never seems to end

But i got words of wisdom, paving this yellow brick road

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Then take a little road trip

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

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke