This is a song about "This could be heaven"

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

My talent should take me places i've never been

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Never cross me and this could be friendly

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

I could be brian and you could be stewart

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

And this is the lowest i could ever be

Knowing you can no longer party

What a solution could be,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Slumdog far apart any sub par

And could i be a star