This is a song about "Railway"

Just ...pedal to the metal

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Grain grippin’ on the wheel

I just wanna keep it real

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

Busy of that shine, sniffin off that line

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Overdosed and other jumped in front of a train

The pavement tastes like iron and there's stains on my knees

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Your just going to die trying,now your out of steam like a dry iron

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

A metal pencil multiple times to the neck was in my mind,

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

But i receive hypnotherapy, my rain is a grain or pain pull my rhyme strain,