This is a song about "Station"

Life's like a weather station,

Go where you ain't been

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Go on vacation, cant even afford to get on a train at the station

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Jump into the car to peel out of the gas station

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

So fat he has his own aviation station

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Leave their station and form a nation, i say to you goodbye

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring