This is a song about "Side view mirrors"

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

In a serial killers point of view

Glass windows, with a real nice view

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Writing rhymes cuz we put that view

I wanna be next to you

I need you by my side

Wino might find yo' sight

One way glasses mirrors

Singing my life with his words

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Banging my flag on left side,be repping that west side,thats that best side

The cracked up mirrors in your house show proof

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose