This is a song about "I was running thru the six with my woes"

You can take the train thru my vein,

My buzz is like cocaine

And now your best friend's having kids

And started listening when i was six

But they dont even know what the hell i been thru

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

Lay back and watch my minions rip thru your soul with the force of an alligator

I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

That nigga came thru the do', i pulled the trigger slow

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro