This is a song about "Starry eyes"

Perfectly timed, intertwined, recognized, for red eyes

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

I looked sadness dead in its cold eyes

I'm everything that they call nice

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Support the guy with white eyes

Sit back and watch your sunrise

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

The doorway in my eyes

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Strolling around, sunlight in my eyes

When you stare into the eyes

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys