This is a song about "Eye shadow"

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

Third eye blind with the vertex

So hold back ya tears

I can't forget that your shadow will be my

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

But you only the thunder strom eye

Revelations say you either fry or fly

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

It ain't with me you're fighting with but my verbal skill's shadow,

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

The vertex and the third eye

Did too many drugs dilating my third eye

You know i want a piece of that pie