This is a song about "All eyes on us"

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

They all start feeling sorry for you crying with big red eyes

Eyes all lined up linear

How simple they are

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Guiding us all to better places

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

All the apostles that tried to preach us

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

As she sees us from the sky high, through mom's eyes

They think all us archetypes

Been spending most our lives

Taking his work problems out on us

Cause my thing something vicious