This is a song about "A homie who died on train tracks"

I'm walkin' these train tracks, tryin' to regain back

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

For ma niggas who died through seeking asylum

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

When they here today what you say to them

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

And sniff train tracks of cocaine watch how the world swirls

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

If i don't make that man there dance

Walking to town on the tracks

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Go on vacation, cant even afford to get on a train at the station