This is a song about "On sight"

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Like those lights bowing under my sight

Mind lost in darkness he's losing his sight,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

The sight of great makes you cower in shame and get on a wagon

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

I shoot to kill, will i miss? no dice, you got no chance, you're dead on sight. on sight.

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

No glasses, love at first sight

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

I'm new to the site, but battle is whats always on my sight

Left, right, left, right

Then it winks outta sight