This is a song about "Glaucoma on the left eye of getty wap"

The vertex and the third eye

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Y'all heading down the #lowest #lane, like the left on highways,

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Left the cuts asshole torn with the tusk of a boar

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

In the corner of my eye, pairs of polka dot underwear

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there