This is a song about "First sight"

With my end goal in sight

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

Now move back over here to the right

Not only had the fiend died

Restricting them of there sight/

Mind lost in darkness he's losing his sight,

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Restricting them of there sight/

Couple grand when i rock the night

For now everything just seem so right

Arguing into the night, hatred at the sight,

Shining so bright never leavin my sight,

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right