This is a song about "Jesses eyes"

Never miss these things, see my game precise

I see the tears hiden behind your eyes

And the right eyes (or: with the wrong eyes)

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Amazed by different coloured eyes

Sky high, iced out paradise

I could see the pain in your eyes.

I'm everything that they call nice

You just need to open your eyes!

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

We hustle to survive

And smile at each other's eyes

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

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

Weaping your fucking eyes

Sit back and watch your sunrise