This is a song about "I would ratther go blind than see you walk away from me"

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

Now watch me, walk away from labels repeatedly,

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Why didn't i walk away instead of giving you the option

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me

Even if i was blind i would still see how fake u are

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

I cant get it away from me

Summertime in the city

I bet a blind fish would rap better than you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

I'll walk away from it all 'fore i let it go any further

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her