This is a song about "Bye quincy jones"

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Dreamin on a lullaby

Passing time, when eyes shed bye

They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

And in fact i can’t deny

Eyes and gives the world one last good bye.

Imma leave u all with a nice good bye!!

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

Hide or fight, shy, cry and die. bye bye, i try not to lie.

Up in your driveway, say bye bye

That's the window into the sky