This is a song about "Cumming in yor eye"

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

In the corner of my eye, pairs of polka dot underwear

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

But philosophy possibly, when you look it dead in its eye,

I saw everything i saw the look in your eye

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

"eye in a triangle, i am reliable"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Infectious flows just like a sty in your eye in shit,

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

She looked him in the eye, and said i know you're mine

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Is that eerie look in you're eye ferociousness or fear?

You see the way i move, i am in another gear