This is a song about "Station"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Life's like a weather station,

Every other week im in the station

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

You'll have a risen from a mere station to an inspiration

A whole new creation of hidden lies up in the area 51 station

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

The station where all the rap generals are at

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

And i wont stop rapping til' my names on every station

Ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation

So ray j went straight to the radio station

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

So fat he has his own aviation station

She gon have a baby then flee from her education