This is a song about "Eyes on the prize"

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Shoot me like a rabbit, head in the prize cabinet

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

On em from the sky our eyes precipitate when they deny

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

And see that she is the real #1 prize

Your blind eyes to the prize i've dyed in mixtures/

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Got my eyes open wide on the road to riches

To legitimize the prize money

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Inferior, but i'm nice

When you stare into the eyes