This is a song about "First sight"

At first sight, you'd say i ain't got the works, right?

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Out of mind out of sight

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Restricting them of there sight/

And if i want to go outside

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Orbital trajectory, sight set higher

Arguing into the night, hatred at the sight,

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

That her happiness was slain in plain sight

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Were running wild tonight

I need you outta sight,