This is a song about "Train breakdown"

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

He couldn't take the pain so he took the train

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Move from the past to the present on the train

I swear life's been a train wreck

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

I ain't interested in fame

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

One verse is all it takes

I train in spittin flames,

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Infact soul train wouldn't hire you