This is a song about "Vodka train"

Here i go again, searching for love

And shoot off with vodka after whole bottles,

Everyday we line up for that one train/

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

You deserve more than a smashed bottle of vodka,

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Im chugging vodka in the hotel plaza,

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Infact soul train wouldn't hire you

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

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