This is a song about "Eyebrows on feel"

Games on nitro i feel alright though

Get rough with me, that night flow

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

I feel the sand on my feet

Swear i will murk any beat

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Suddenly... she starts to feel the judgement coming on

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

I was put on this earth to write about how i feel/

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

Come on, fatso, let me feel your best haymaker,

On poetry of rap i breath bright to exhale the feel sleight

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride