This is a song about "See you"

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Now you don't see what i see (dont you)

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

The good kid from the ugly city

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

See my genitalia like that's what you went to see/

I got something that you gotta see

A military mind mean money

I've got some skill you has to see

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

But y can't you fucking see

You see now that nigga lonely

We might be back in this baby

But follow me if you see