U dont really know pain.. the other day I was in the soul train.. tryna pick my own brain… Everwhere I dwell they still call me by own name… Driving the electrics and the propanes.. Now, how is that for broke fame…? It was nothing new, i was on my own lane… try to be my best, I dont need a best mane.. Sonic looking for a bubble..time is running here comes trouble..if Im drowning, now Im humble…dont come looking in the rubble…. Heres a Roast for the Road Talken About That mad mile on the third coast Where you fly high Are you leaving all your pride on the post, thinking ur the most known, but your unknown. Heres a Roast for the Road Thinking about the lost thoughts in the obscure. Sand filtered molecules, tryna be pure. While im picking poison as my last resource cure