This is a song about "Train tracks"

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

This how i hear it different

Infact soul train wouldn't hire you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

But until that, i'm just killin' smaller tracks

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Im a train about to crash ,iike titanic glass, im falling off these tracks,

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Everyday we line up for that one train/

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

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

Going to train on spiders

Call on one of your girls

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags