This is a song about "Hawk"

Third eye wise so fly, hawk eye, i, never walk in chalk line, i talk mines

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Hawk,two fingers each hole in the spot i giver the spock,

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Squawking like a hawk when violated with a cork.

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Sick enough to hawk vomit, on every inch of carpet

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Is less then any thing like the tony hawk is

I'm a fuckin hawk you're a pigeon with bird flu

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

So motherfucka don't appear when the money's homelil' homie done grew into a big dog