This is a song about "I m seeing things"

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Sorta bitchy but i understood how he was seeing things

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend