This is a song about "Eyeballs"

As i'm watching the snow fall

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

And brain washed them all by attaching technology to their eyeballs,

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Read her pleasure with my eyeballs

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

So much black on it look like i'm mining coal, call fire control,

While you gasp 'n' you croak, my clueless rivals run as i chew your eyeballs whole

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

I paused and focused, why are my eyeballs swollen

And now these eyeballs are turning and the fingers are pointing..."looka what he's becoming."

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