This is a song about "Closing your eyes"

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

To the nonbelievers you gotta open your eyes

Color your eyes alveolar red

I work hard for everything i get

Floating, gloating, g.o.a.t.ing, in closing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Which made your eyes wider

I pipe in and one night her

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Open your eyes and realize

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

''hypno'' relates to sleep, but my eyes aint closing

I could see the pain in your eyes.

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice