This is a song about "Frog eyes"

I blink for an eternity hoping these eyes

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

I could see it in their eyes,

Still looking for his eyes

Started off on thin ice

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

And the right eyes (or: with the wrong eyes)

I'm everything that they call nice

Support the guy with white eyes

Perfectly timed, intertwined, recognized, for red eyes

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

Picture me lettin this chump survive

And when i start to rise

With no hope left in ma eyes