This is a song about "Melbourne trains"

That foriegner is now dislocated incarcerated he is out and bout

Bunnign up pure haze,hopping the barriers and running up to the trains,to the raves out

My team a run trains on you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I guess insane trains of thoughts are starting to pay it off,