This is a song about "Trains and shit"

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

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

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

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

I don't pack gats and clap shit

In the midst of a fire pit

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

Blubber and shit in the cupboard and shit

Or never say never though i admit

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

Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout

I had to fight back and shit

It shows i know a bit

Me and zylo always be killin this shit

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that