This is a song about "Trains and shit"

Talks to herself and shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Me and you just need to talk a bit

I don't pack gats and clap shit

So i'm one with that

I had to fight back and shit

In the midst of a fire pit

On some bonnie and clyde shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Develop a itch, flicked switch and eat shit.

Stop and go writing shit stoned

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

And drop the gossip shit,

Bitch you should see my wallet

Me and zylo always be killin this shit

Look in the scope, my people still a target