This is a song about "Overdose brainstorm eye"

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

And in fact i can’t deny

Lyricism back in the game when i brainstorm i bring literal rain

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Cant see, no twinkles from thy eye,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You smoke and overdose because you're hoping for acceptance

Heavy breathing like crack addicts on a overdose

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

With one closed and one open eye 

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Lyricism back in the game when i brainstorm i bring literal rain

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Overdose on my capacity, that's only fact to me

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party