This is a song about "Detail"

I pray whenever i’m seen in my city i forever resemble braille

Persevering they paint mental pictures of what things are in great detail

It's the attention to detail, there's nothing overlooked

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Because attention to detail isn't as high to often even think twice

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

I dont need to get to further detail/

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email