This is a song about "Play station"

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Run to the station n make a statement.

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Wandering pondering how far till the next gas station

'cause he's a #boo-#llet train that won't stop at your station

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

I changed the station, my brain was racing, pacing crazy slow,

Stand clear of the closing doors, as the train leaves the station

Damn, now that's what the fuck you call dedication

Life's like a weather station,

Catch you up on places i've been

Oh-kay, here's the situation

This is the end station

Every other week im in the station

But im a well of inspiration