This is a song about "Train harsh"

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Gently through and through, truth is truth, harsh or loose, leave a bruise,

But it’s the goddamn truth, it’s a harsh reality (x2)

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Infact soul train wouldn't hire you

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Come up to me with something harsh

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Black and white sitting on a train

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

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

I train in spittin flames,

And today we're still in chains

Everyday we line up for that one train/

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame