This is a song about "Eye on me"

She looks at me and bats an eye

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street

Everyday on the news my eye caught a caricature

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Is paralyzed//one eye on your bitch the other eye on the prize//the fucking

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

She gotta hold her head up high

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/

Third eye fly away on a broom

Won't run out anytime soon