This is a song about "Train pain gain sayin nigga glock"

These niggas take me to the glock

Pawning my chain in the shop

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Money bring pain,money bring gain

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Sayin' dear lord, can you help a nigga?that last one i didn't want to kill

Running infront of a train

I got that goodman game

More pain less gain for you that is

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Used to be on the train of lame now nigga, i'm on the train of fame!

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

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