This is a song about "Eye contact"

My expensive eye invention

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Checked her phone contact name of edna meyers

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

That got your mother high

Cant see, no twinkles from thy eye,

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Prepare for contact, i bomb tracks, sign off like a contract,