This is a song about "Bitch we on the track"

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Im still on track even if the runner trip.

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Yes sir on the track i float

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

I am the illest mother fucker when im on the track, uh

Sometimes i think, what i need

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

I don't wanna stack or slack, just wanna stay on the right track

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Aiyo, this is rain shady on the beat bitch. we bout to do it vintage old school

Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

By #number #one on this #train #track, the most promising villain