This is a song about "The girl with glasses"

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

We can't afford the property taxes

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

Start out with one girl and the rest follow her

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

This caliber girl battle with lies weighed on the scale no balance in sight

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Feast dibs on the girl with the cocaine converse.

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Until the party has crashed, wine glasses are smashed,

While ur not looking ill switch our glasses with freaking skill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Feast dibs on the girl with the cocaine converse.

All my real motherfuckin partners