This is a song about "Seeing someoje"

But what you seeing is a threat

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Seeing trippy colours people giving us weird looks

Your seeing stars, spangled

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

They say believing is seeing, but seeing is believing

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

I've been seeing shrinks since twelve,

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Starting to imagine that i am seeing mist

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly