This is a song about "Make you see"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Stress will make your blood boil, lock you up you see.

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

I see fame and change and all the shame i’ll make,

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

My bars will make your chest inflate and when i see you girl ill leave her in a state

I'd of anything to make you see

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

He would make sure i wouldn't be able to see

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Make you go cockeyed see like popeye,

Hear the rambling in the sky

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future but through whatever you see

I got a confession to make,but see

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money