This is a song about "Blinds"

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

I'm staring out my blinds right into the night sky

That's the way, you can move it baby

Hoping i can find what blinds me

Or these niggas is losin' it, silly minds

Dreaming of flying, light was seeping through the blinds

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

I'm staring, out my blinds, into the night sky

Open the blinds and he peeps

When you're reachin' your dreams