This is a song about "Train pistol"

Spattering bitches brains everywhere with my pistol,

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Pistol rippin through the blocks

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

I just bought a ticket for the crazy train

Why do you like an extra on soul train

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Shoot slugs from my mind like a pistol

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Black and white sitting on a train

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

And reflect on the rap game, i came

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train