This is a song about "Wrong road"

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Trippin like i road the bus

Never ever pay rent

This road.....never seems to end

I get slight work like big sean

I think where i went wrong.

We at the top where we belong

I knew there was something wrong.

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

I don't know maybe im wrong

My sim card's the bomb

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

Then take a little road trip