This is a song about "Lazy eye"

We was high school peers, in junior high

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

My expensive eye invention

And i know that your supply

But you only the thunder strom eye

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I'll be productive when you're feeling lazy

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Did too many drugs dilating my third eye

I'm too lazy to touch a disk

She leave her hair in the sink

You have no job, just lazy.

Do you think i'm crazy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Marbles long lost now i'm gettin lazy