This is a song about "Trains and shit"

Bunnign up pure haze,hopping the barriers and running up to the trains,to the raves out

And i don't give a fck if this is too controversial, what else am i supposed to talk about?

And drop the gossip shit,

You don't mean that, you faggot

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

And your raps shit, looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

I don't pack gats and clap shit

Listen, this is my shit. and while i buy shit

I work hard for everything i get

Pass that, catch back, fast that

No swing and a miss shit,