This is a song about "My eyes on you"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Bright summer sky with my eyes on time,

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Now mamma i wish you could see how much i love you through my eyes

“what do you see in my eyes?” he says ‘nothing’. “well dammit look harder.”

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Angels hug me in the dark, my eyes are movin on their own accord

The doorway in my eyes

You make a nigga sing songs nice

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

They fly, right beside my eyes

Started off on thin ice