This is a song about "Seeing everything"

Revenge solves everything

Let my angel sing

Bitch, money is everything

Money ain't a thing

Got racks you don’t understand

Seeing ghosts from the past

Don't want to be the king

See cash rule everything

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Police'll retreat when seeing me primed and gleeful

You're uncool like my mother kin

Seeing people with bad reputation

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world