This is a song about "All that remains"

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Facial expression remains the same,

Actions speak louder than words

All that bullshit's for the birds

Where greatness isn't celebrated, remains without observations,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

As our remains remain in constant dispense

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Your legacy remains in the song, remember this

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

Trying to get back to this thing called love

That life is all bout vegas

Their remains are feeding the rodents

And panned out, i'm all in love

But my name remains even tho i changed

Play this shit while you contemplate