This is a song about "Seeing"

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

Living life, but seeing the world blind

A million nasty things went through my mind

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Seeing trippy colours people giving us weird looks

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal

Where ma props at? cuz ain't seeing shit

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

You start seeing they long face like horses

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Im tired of seeing all these couldve beens

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence