This is a song about "People with glasses"

And panned out, i'm all in love

Peter parker flow, no glasses

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

It's ridiculous, people defy greatness with bitterness

Breath in good vibes, chill with your with your people

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Finally got my glasses cleaned

No longer with us; he's deceased

People lives with many doubt.

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

People who agreed with you fuck them all,

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Everything lucid thru these glasses