This is a song about "Sight word"

Restricting them of there sight/

Not only had the fiend died

Catchin' all the light

Restricting them of there sight/

Halfback toss to right

Then it winks outta sight

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Like those lights bowing under my sight

No glasses, love at first sight

But i gotta make sure i’m right

I need you outta sight,

These shows be packing tight

When my gun got a red dot sight.

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

But everyday, the heights stay out sight,

I can smell it when i go outside