This is a song about "Lay eye"

She looks at me and bats an eye

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

No illuminati but i'm seein through my eye,

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Speed up, patience, please cause

"malcolm come on man, lay off"

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

With one closed and one open eye 

Capricorn & copernicus coping the night to lay/

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

Capricorn & copernicus coping the night to lay/

My expensive eye invention

Well baby bot there ain't no question

And things seem to conflict

Now you lay there demolished