This is a song about "Trains and shit"

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

And i must admit

Talks to herself and shit

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

That foriegner is now dislocated incarcerated he is out and bout

I had to fight back and shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I guess insane trains of thoughts are starting to pay it off,

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

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that