This is a song about "Look down at the world at a birds eye view"

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

And poke ya eyeball with a scalpel at the eye exam

The world seems strange at times

Paper planes, long flights

Take her back to where i live

The world seems strange at times

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Look at the paint on the cart (cart)

Statistics show....have a look at the histogram

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Dont look at this as a preech .. look at it as a speech/