This is a song about "Colliding trains"

My team a run trains on you

Don't fuck around and make it true

Instead of the hoes i was digging out, the one girl i always had a fit about

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

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

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Suicidally colliding with

2 chains, i got 2 bitches

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

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

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