This is a song about "Seeing someoje"

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Starting to imagine that i am seeing mist

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Where ma props at? cuz ain't seeing shit

I've been seeing shrinks since twelve,

I can taste the salt from my tears

Living life, but seeing the world blind

Pay my haters not too much mind

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Now-do-you-see exactly what it is that i'm seeing,

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal

To make karma come faster than she normally will