This is a song about "Steam locomotives"

But bein honest i'll prolly smoke it all then rap to blow off steam

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

We blowin' off the steam when we really unplugged,

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

My raps bleed speed nigga need to let of steam

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

But fuck destiny i'm flyin contrary propelled by steam

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

To blow off my steam without encountering my death,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Evaporates into a heap of steam

Then keep your change like an oink machine