This is a song about "Vision of killing"

Seduced by vision of thug livin'

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I have the vision of her visage in my head

While everybody got ammunition on deck

In a cycle of death i'm killing gyros

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

I get vision of blood born pathogens pouring out of my pores.

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

To all of you that have ever had a vision

Got a crazy vision of a dream escaping from my pen

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again