This is a song about "Nancy and eyes"

And can only be invisible with the vision you allow to define your own eyes

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Open your eyes and realize

You taught me many things, and opened my eyes

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

And simplify my life to keep my eyes on rap and write?

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

And i guess you are blind, clouds obstructing your eyes

Call the network dipset family ties

And eyes low, pardon me, hah

Beautiful are thou, africa