This is a song about "Windy roads"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

The roads i saw no pave, only spark and boozy

Walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Then asking my identity

Tree is moving because its windy

The devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner

Long roads to travel to stand tall i'll bother

Please put that in your notes

Im staying off the roads

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down

No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town