This is a song about "Vivid views pyramid eye"

Life is a pyramid, and we are trapped at the bottom

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

And i ain't frontin for her

Painted by a vivid picture

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Lookin' back at how the bullies were debatin' my views,

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

But newer emcees grew new views/

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

I don't have any views

Niggas die over shoes

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Somethin' to prove, that you would disapprove with views,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

You're fake like costumes taste my exhaust fumes like the views?