This is a song about "Train to go"

Take the train one stop to cop my marijuana

I can always depend on my mama

Lost my train of thought quick think of something clever to say

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Me and my microphone could be one

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

I used to ride the iron horse, and that was the train,

Move from the past to the present on the train

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Black and white sitting on a train

Going to train on spiders

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls