This is a song about "Those eyes"

No, no, we are not those

Like a line full of hoes

Those callous eyes that tell stories of malice.

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I also come with shut eyes

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Looking in my eyes, i'm looking through your eyes

We hustle to survive

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Support the guy with white eyes

Right flows down and they might go nice

Support the guy with white eyes

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs