This is a song about "Her eyes"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

Strolling around, sunlight in my eyes

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Closing his eyes he can feel her in his heart,

I look into her eyes and it brings me joy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

She's a beautiful girl she talks with her eyes

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

It's her eyes and smile that looks like sacred treasure

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

In her dreams with young eyes she sees her hero with an imaginary cape

Little white boy, shoutout mac miller

Her eyes drowning in tears, call her a sinner,