This is a song about "His gorgeous brown eyes"

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

If you saw him you would knock his eyes out

No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy

I bashed him in his face til his eyes were bloody.

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

And hang himself from it until his eyes have popped

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Give back to the hood like nino brown

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

So i pull out my 9 milimeter and put a 2 liter right between his eyes,

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

But thats okay, because she's gorgeous

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus