The road

I swear I been on this road too long

I couldn’t even see the light of the sun…..

I’m not a legend, I desire to be one

From, Private trips, Minaj with chicks

With the, largest tits, but then I awake

And the anxiety comes…….

I swear I been on this road too long

I had to find a place to burn me one…..

I’m chasing paper, rhymes and life, adjacent…

Constipation, I’m pushing hard to make it…

Odds against me, falling Hard, lately…..

Obligations, worthless occupations……

From out the basement, swerved the chopping block……

Avoided rocks and voided stolen Glocks…..

The nosy cops, do anything to spot……

A crime that’s not as hot as what they thought,

Yeah…….

I swear I been on this road too long…..

Faraway and I’m not calling home…..

I swear I been on this road too long…..

I couldn’t even find my way back home…..

I swear I been on this road too long…..

Faraway and I’m not calling home…..

I swear I been on this road too long…..

I couldn’t even find my way back home…..