This is a song about "Blood veins dream passion feelings clouds"

Stand up high and reach the clouds

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Kill 'em with a passion,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I got rap in my veins, blood in my eyes, tears down my cheek

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

It ain't where i been

God will stay as my passion

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Full of this unbridled passion

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

We made love with all sorts of passion

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Shoot up, smoke, do what you need to to clog your veins

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Its slain, got hatred in my veins