This is a song about "Eyes on the prize"

Support the guy with white eyes

Inferior, but i'm nice

Lest the nation, know the truth, those who lose still win the prize

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Shoot me like a rabbit, head in the prize cabinet

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

The lyrical liaison that youve never laid eyes on

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

Got my eyes open wide on the road to riches

I love to see the look on their faces when they look in my eyes

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise