This is a song about "Matin the vein"

This looks like the right size, think i hit the vein right/

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Raps i'm showing you flowing through my main vein,

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

You look wack, screaming so loud i can see your head vein

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Much evil there is in me then they'll see there's no such thing as vein

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

I'm here rapping with adrenaline going through vein/

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Insane like ed gein, putting dope in the vein, by the bundles.

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Going insane/ sanity didn't dye in /vein

The bigger the the fun

Can’t you see just how long my run