This is a song about "Trail"

Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

Dragging heat on our trail we just bail from cops with black whips

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Brave and confident i blaze a trail through seven continents

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Battle champs just shows the latest, man i'm on a trail to greatness

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

With synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

A trail of tears to hell will be your condemnation

Perceptions without defects can be further off the trail

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Don't follow the trail of gold or you will be controlled