This is a song about "Your the sparkle of my eye"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Dont fuck up don't fall, keep your eye on the ball and dig deeper

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

In a blink of an eye with my pen ink and a rhyme you'll be on the brink of death..about to die

The freshness of my breath bring your death

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Third eye blind with the vertex

In the corner of my eye, i saw a pair of polka dot underwear

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

Ima aim for your eye socket, fire the bullet, it goes right through

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

President says it was imminent, i don't believe in the syndicate of the eye

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die