This is a song about "Girl with glasses called kate"

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

You haven't flowered loco

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Everything lucid thru these glasses

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Actions speak louder than words

One way glasses mirrors

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

While ur not looking ill switch our glasses with freaking skill