This is a song about "Blinds"

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Hoping i can find what blinds me

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Little more weed, first class seats

Open the blinds and he peeps

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Dreaming of flying, light was seeping through the blinds

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

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

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