This is a song about "3rd street saints"

Including fox hill and 27th street

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

3rd eye following the light so i can see the shine

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

Sometimes i think, what i need

Scream like nightmares from a street

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

With my lost saints. i love thee with the breath,

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

Cause they fear me in physical form

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

3rd eye seeing light it's a beacon of hope