This is a song about "Seeing"

But what you seeing is a threat

Im trying to see her in bed

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Police'll retreat when seeing me primed and gleeful

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

And i can write a hook fast

Seeing ghosts from the past

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Bawled my fucking eyes out and i dont think that im seeing/

Your last image is you seeing your wife

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice