This is a song about "Iearn your techniques"

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

As soon as i walk in the door

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Leave your running to your mamma,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

They calling me the hottest in the game

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

She's been missing for weeks her kid takes a seat watching my techniques

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds