This is a song about "Wispering eye"

No illuminati but i'm seein through my eye,

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Im all about i(eye) like optometrist,

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

Looks i have an eye for,

Some old bitch that we did before

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Thats all/ aint never been much to it/ moneys caught my eye

Giving nigers my stank eye stare

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Why you call me back? don't lie

The vertex and the third eye

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/

Never meant to make your daughter to cry