This is a song about "Left eye"

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

From the third eye 'bout all divinities

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Giving nigers my stank eye stare

With one closed and one open eye 

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

But philosophy possibly, when you look it dead in its eye,

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Kick back and know yo son set

Kushed up and my eye red

Thats all/ aint never been much to it/ moneys caught my eye

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Got me a big brother who gives me black eye

Did too many drugs dilating my third eye

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly