This is a song about "Eye brow"

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Pictured from different pairs of eye lids

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Created triangles with an eye and loops

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

I saw everything i saw the look in your eye

And her smile lit up the room

Third eye fly away on a broom

You know i want a piece of that pie

But you only the thunder strom eye

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

If we don't see eye to eye, then fuck the cunts in the government!

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Third eye blind, does anybody give a fuck