This is a song about "Watched"

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Sliced it from throat to tail, watched its organs fall out.

I watched you walk out that door,

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Uh i watched myself say that

I've come up quick, watched how it worked, learned the block tricks/

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I be ballin, they wonder why

Watched her cry cus it's a ride or die.

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Here's a plot twist, never really left, watched this all from a distance/

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Who watched his father die