This is a song about "Got stabbed in my eye"

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

In my mind's eye, i'm high like united airlines

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

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Freddy jumped out from under the car and stabbed me in my eyeball

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Third eye stay safe in my stove like beef stew

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

That crap i spat stabbed both of us in the back

You already know you're dead

Kushed up and my eye red