This is a song about "Frog eyes"

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

I looked sadness dead in its cold eyes

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Perfectly timed, intertwined, recognized, for red eyes

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

I blink for an eternity hoping these eyes

You make a nigga sing songs nice

I see the tears hiden behind your eyes

When you stare into the eyes

Never really been into the ice

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

I could see it in their eyes,

Strolling around, sunlight in my eyes

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys