This is a song about "London eye"

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

With one closed and one open eye 

When you show them pity it flips a switch. be kind and see eye to eye,

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

Kick in the door

Looks i have an eye for,

Sleep walking doing the one eye wink

Money is most of y'all interest

From the third eye 'bout all divinities

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Third eye stay open like a parasite

On that hard white, i’ll tell you what them scars like

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

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