This is a song about "Dancing on a train track with purple pants on"

Me on a track is similar to playing battleship with a mirror behind your chair

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

If you sippin' on purple drank

And bijies like im out and

There's a kid on the path, and she's laughing n' dancing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

I couldn't and would never let you on a track bitch,

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

She's dancing out on the floor, come on baby give me a twirl

Smoking on purple to free my mind,

Better leave it all behind

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Bored, broken but back on track. its what i'm provin' with rap.