This is a song about "Hiphop in my veins"

Spitting verses venomous curses villainous vibe coursing through my veins/

And if you try to save hip-hop music you can't make mistakes,

High: that's why they call us planes

What runnin' trough my veins?

She slit her veins, only to feel her wrist in pain.

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Poison in our veins

And i ain't got what it takes

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

The blood is in my veins, killer mode into my brain

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Alien dna in my veins and delivery.