This is a song about "Her prettt brown eyes"

I pray you send an angel down

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

She's a beautiful girl she talks with her eyes

Her eyes drowning in tears, call her a sinner,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

A concurrent act; her eyes would flutter, her dignity down the gutter

The science and the art, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

My eyes automatically, locked on to her, no word of lie uh!

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

And when i look into her eyes im just thoughtless

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

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places