This is a song about "Train fuck"

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

Black and white sitting on a train

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

They movement shit, that's a potty train

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Overdosed and other jumped in front of a train

Why do you like an extra on soul train

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

The money grubber, locomotive train motorcar motive

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Everyday we line up for that one train/

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

Move from the past to the present on the train

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven