This is a song about "Todd garcia sells glasses"

Stop thinking of asses bitch you need some glasses,

Together all the timethought it was true love

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

My goal's for my raps to serve as glasses

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

We gave him glasses but he's still blind, is he eyeless?

I got glasses to see stuff,

I wouldn't be famous

Talking about the god you serve

One way glasses mirrors

A desperate man sells himself to lucifer to gain what he's been searching for.

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

And panned out, i'm all in love

Peter parker flow, no glasses