This is a song about "My eyes"

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

When you took my hand up so calm

Guess i’m different than most

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Knives drawn out, murder in my eyes

Truth be told no one as big in my own eyes

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

My mother cries i listen and i can't believe my eyes.

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Wish to see my through some other eyes

Them haters wishing they could see my demise