This is a song about "Come thru"

You can take the train thru my vein,

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

So many emotions that are passin thru my mind

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Blood pumps thru my veins like its a damn drum

But they dont even know what the hell i been thru

And people call me a user, but i want you

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

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

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

In greece i'd pilot a chariot thru skies at morning

You know that love is a very serious thing