This is a song about "Magic eyes"

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Your fatal attraction's to fables and magic

I like to use the word like magic.

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

I work magic with words and in addition

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

So you wanna play with magic

It's all good, finna dog that

No it's not satanic, it's magic

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

The kundalini serpent is the source of my magic.

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that