This is a song about "Dark station"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

The station where all the rap generals are at

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Stand clear of the closing doors, as the train leaves the station

I talk to myself in the dark

Like a small garage in your backyard

This is the end station

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

(zing)light it up in the dark

Jump into the car to peel out of the gas station

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

'cause he's a #boo-#llet train that won't stop at your station

So ray j went straight to the radio station

Cause sporadically damagin' my reputation