This is a song about "Eyes on the prize"

Its open mic night and i'm going to win the grand prize

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

Spot of the eyes on the corner, that's why we oversized,

You're my grand prize only on my second try

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

I kept my eyes on the goal

Let's put it on cruise control

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

The right sights on the prize, but still a knife in the side,

Deprived of the prize derived

The glare makes me hard to find

What we gotta do to survive

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Support the guy with white eyes