This is a song about "Sore eye"

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Making these fool sore over his last whore.

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

If you try to give it to me at the door

I throw em to the floor, fuck their pussies sore

Though she can hardly walk cos i had to make her sore

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

The shit that i spit is more

Each time we had a cold sore

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

Fuck a restroom, i'd do it but my dick's too sore

No illuminati but i'm seein through my eye,

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry