This is a song about "Come thru"

Thought this was forever love

Everything lucid thru these glasses

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Blood pumps thru my veins like its a damn drum

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

Well rick james, maury jane

You can take the train thru my vein,

Man i was born in the 5-0-2, where cops don't come thru/

Sabotage, sabotage, i love you

Lost without a care forcing messages thru antennas,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

You niggas are pacifist.... i want to break thru attics kid,

I was worthless, i'd never make it, go ahead! spill that hatred