the life of the road rocker is fraught with pain. after all those hours on the bus its just one hotel room to the next, and the audience expects one more song after your hour of work for the day, but youre tired, strung out from the road, running on empty... but you know what, you give it to them anyways, one more song, and then its back to another hotel room for some blow and cheap black hookers. all that adoration and money really tires a nigga out, and who wouldnt want to write a song about it, or sympathize with the plight of the road rocker???