This is a song about "Trail tracks"

Ima creamate jay-z leave the ashes in a trail

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Yep that's the world on the other side of the tracks

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

But until that, i'm just killin' smaller tracks

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Brave and confident i blaze a trail through seven continents

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

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

Everything ain't what it seems

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Or ima tie your ass to the rail tracks