This is a song about "I put the gat to ya brain like a big train"

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

My brain fucked up so i put a hoodie on to cover it

Big bows,screaming fan ,big shows.pretty like a crown,can nothing put

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

I used to ride the iron horse, and that was the train,

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

My great brain, the freight train, loaded up with cargo

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

Forget not amir the creator, who can plant a fear like a gator we all in your train

Tryin to find ya boy big patrick and turn ya prince to a frog.

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

With a different sounding riff pounding ya brain insane like a preacher

Far from an overnight achiever, cole is like the leader

I will put ya on the run, i’ll put ya on the run

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one