This is a song about "Popping veins"

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Rapping about champagne, and popping on the plane

Popping lame rappers, i'll hit ya dome with caps, and style's dire,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Thing popping like a thing of wine. i meant the only

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

Popping clips to leave your whole body stiff

Before we see it's hard to live

Shoot up, smoke, do what you need to to clog your veins

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Blow trees like a hurricane

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

As my record label nitpicks at this