This is a song about "Thomas the tank engine"

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good... aye....3 times aye...

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

So ima cashin on a half tank

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Rev my engine up yeezy passed you in your own lane

The bigger the the fun

We have nothing in common

So i ran in the dark while she started the engine of her mercedes benz

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex