This is a song about "Fight on a train"

I'll slit your throat then cut ligaments i'm a train on tracks.

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

She never ready to go so she forever come

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Move from the past to the present on the train

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

See dog? rap is my aim

Running infront of a train

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

The destinations hell, and this is a one way train!

Move from the past to the present on the train

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again