This is a song about "Same eyes"

Bad rap, cuties claim

But i still feel the same

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Call the crib, same number same hood

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

The doorway in my eyes

I need a backyard full court size

Weaping your fucking eyes

Inferior, but i'm nice

Amazed by different coloured eyes

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Same game, same blood, same coat on my back