This is a song about "Close your eyes"

Then chop your deck your head tumblin' like gymnastics

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Close your eyes for freddy but open em for jason,say my name five times fats and its me

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Saying they this and that

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

'face said "the world is mine" but he lied

Just close your eyes, pretend it will be alright,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

In new orleans, close your eyes, might need ya mommy

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

I can taste the salt from my tears