This is a song about "Matin the vein"

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

I'm bringing you more dope than when the needle and the vein connect

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

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

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

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Cos i ain't working all night in god damn vein

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

They had a hell of a run

The bigger the the fun

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

My verse is taken like a drug, needle dropped in the vein

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

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