This is a song about "Aeroplanes and trains"

Ain't no women at the shows

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

What i do, through and through and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

But nah, he is quite different

Grab the scissors and saws and

She can only live for the moment

And remember what i said and

Social conditioning and

But got comma’s in my statement

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Check the stats, my team winning

And kill yourself and your clique

Indubitably i'm too street

I'll tell you baby that we're through

My team a run trains on you