This is a song about "Dashing through the snows on a huge ass fucking train"

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Shoot blocks, coppin' huge rocks on the passin' hand,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Present on the train of disbelief the past is over

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Move from the past to the present on the train

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Put the haters on a table, i dont need a fucking label/

Preferably on the train crossing line, fuck you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through