This is a song about "Third whelling"

Third eye stay open like a parasite

Must be a lady in tha light

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Eventually picked up my third eye and wrote a rhyme

You make a nigga sing songs nice

From the third eye 'bout all divinities

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

That bitch was racist, got me fired

The vertex and the third eye

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Then i realize that people deserve third light

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

Time to show these free world leaders the 3 and a third

With third dimensional shapes with no means

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves