I don't make music for Main Street.

Road not Mapped

The general police state

They looking for you

They collecting a crew

You gonna be in it, too.

But I’m heading down the rode not mapped

The GPS can’t find me where I’m at.

I’m heading down the rode not mapped

It say it right there - the road not mapped

You never too old

Let jah-love take hold.

The GPS can’t find you where you at.

They looking for greed in all the right places.

They got that starved out leer upon their faces.

They coming to add you in. They copy your traces.

But I’m heading down the rode not mapped

The GPS can’t find me where I’m at.

Some people motivated by material gain

Power and fame

Storing up shame.

It’s all just the same.

I’m heading down the rode not mapped

The GPS can’t find me where I’m at.

It say it right there - the road not mapped

Hey Mr. Frost, your words are not lost

I say it right here - we are being somewhere

Hey, I’m heading down the rode not mapped

The GPS can’t find me where I’m at.