This is a song about "Train of thought"

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women

Screams, i thought we killed em ,thank god he didn't the thought of children,

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Ambassador of disaster controversy flows thought my vascular

Screams,i thought we killed em,thank god he didn't the thought of children

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

A bitch ain't nothin' but a dog

But no measure of thought

One brain, one train of thought to leave you laying there damaged

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

Catches flights in and out of his own train of thought

Couch. he reached in and pulled out a little baggie and this is where the cocaine

I have a flow of a train, won’t stop until i hit the breaks and i’m at rap city lane

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

You should of thought of that now watch slaughter this track