This is a song about "Seeing"

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Im tired of seeing all these couldve beens

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

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

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

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Police'll retreat when seeing me primed and gleeful

But what you seeing is a threat

Cutting me this worthless check

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

Seeing blurred lines cause my eyes stay hazy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see