This is a song about "Railroad tracks"

I'mma let you hang chick

I'll smash tracks and act sick

If i don't make that man there dance

Bars like cars the way i speed on tracks

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

Producing tracks from the mental till i die

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Attention is a must

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Dexxter killin killin tracks

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Get blown like lawn leaves