This is a song about "Seeing things"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I'm my own human being and i wish you could be seeing

Couldn't understand why things

Not king james, these were coke kings

That going through some things

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Seeing ghosts from the past

I can feel your heart beating fast

And then along came the wrong man for her

We're seeing no improvement either/

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Your seeing stars, spangled

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

I'm my own human being and i wish you could be seeing