This is a song about "Septa train"

A criminal grind mean hustle

Like a freight train im unstoppable

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Black and white sitting on a train

Move from the past to the present on the train

But now invisible cells around your brain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Used to be on the train of lame now nigga, i'm on the train of fame!

Blow trees like a hurricane

Running infront of a train

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

He couldn't take the pain so he took the train

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train