This is a song about "Eyes of the god"

You are a god in those eyes

Inferior, but i'm nice

16 tryna find a piece of mind, searching for a god with my eyes closed blind

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Eyes of dead presidents, i plan the evidence,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

God of dro, ho,  my eyes red like i/

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson

The old man stared into the eyes of his grandson

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god