This is a song about "Starry eyes"

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Cause these animals wild thinking ignorance, thoughts starry

Sit back and watch your sunrise

With no hope left in ma eyes

Inferior, but i'm nice

And smile at each other's eyes

Just to see the beauty in your eyes.

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Support the guy with white eyes

I'm everything that they call nice

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Wish to see my through some other eyes

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes