This is a song about "Wearing glasses"

To take all those wrongs and make them right

No glasses, love at first sight

Like no other wearing a voodoo necklace slicing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

And panned out, i'm all in love

I don't need to see with glasses

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Wearing all the finest flair

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Roaming the streets wearing retro

All your wearing is your ann summers underwear,

Another 5, eli won't even be there

When wearing super skinny jeans.

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets