This is a song about "Bullet train"

And no longing for dates

I train in spittin flames,

Blow trees like a hurricane

Black and white sitting on a train

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Going to train on spiders

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

I just bought a ticket for the crazy train

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

I swear life's been a train wreck

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Do you hear the bullet clang?

We on a world tour, wale your man

Gained a bullet bane, bang bang.