This is a song about "Colliding trains"

I'll tell you baby that we're through

My team a run trains on you

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Power combined with speed like a mike tyson swing colliding with a lighting spree

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

I guess insane trains of thoughts are starting to pay it off,

Suicidally colliding with

Crazy talking and foolish

And i don't give a fck if this is too controversial, what else am i supposed to talk about?

Bunnign up pure haze,hopping the barriers and running up to the trains,to the raves out