This is a song about "Eye beams"

But you only the thunder strom eye

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Is bein' mean, showin' lean, triple beams, easy green,

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

Catch you up on places i've been

My expensive eye invention

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

Concentrated into beams, yelling for freedom like screams

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Giving nigers my stank eye stare

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

But a lot of my homies like to tote the laser beams

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets