This is a song about "Thin eyed jacob"

Standing all cross-eyed looking like you not right,

Over me the same peeps that have died

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

I'm climbing these thin ropes and heightening

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

And the v12, that's on various trips

Spread thin between dreams and obligations,

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

I used to have a nine to five