Music for the Visually Impaired - Eazy Mac

It’s Eazy, I’m back now

Sorry for the wait, I passed out

Woke up in the middle of a crack house

Wiped off my nose on my clothes, then I ran out

Ridiculousness, had to get up in the kitchen with the flick of the wrist

I got the medicine, nutrition, and the chicken and grits

To paint the picture for these bitches tryna listen to this

Cuz now I’m making music for the visually impaired

They say they can’t see me, I’m literally here

Tryna stack a Milli with a rhythm and a snare

Soon as I step in the building the building is in the air

The building be building up

Imagine the feeling of

When counting a million bucks

This probably isn’t enough to stop me from taking drugs

So we stay high (high, high)

On that play ride

2 girls at the same time (laughing)

Took em for a date night

They did great white

Then they gave me Jaws

So they ate twice, then we went to the NBA game it was drake night

Wanted to give him my Mixtape, anything I don’t give a fuck it’s Drake

Security stopped me like (Get the fuck outta here)

I mean I guess I am a bit late.

Take it way back

My momma dropped me off a day camp

Never came back then she blamed Dad

Now I hate dad, don’t need em

Only wanna car when I say I wanna Bm

Started from the Bottom

Wrappin' up a pita

Then I started rapping

Now I get to rap arenas (haha)

A Milli for a feature (haha)

You can hear the cheering in the bleachers

Blasting out the speakers

I go blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka with the heaters

Teachers said I wouldn’t be shit… oh.

ok

It’s the main attraction

Wavey Habits

Taking acid, chasing rabbits, like its Easter

Tryna get to Hollywood to date Rihanna

Whatever I imagine, bitch I can make it happen

Peyton Manning, Quarterbacking

Going past him

When I pull up in an Aston

And you pulled up in the equinox

Your bitch was on my dick up and down doing kegel squats

Eat it like a pizza pop

But if she fuck the seats up then clean up with a Kleenex box

And Eazy always keep it hot (laughing)

Fuck this

To become truly immortal, a work of art must escape all human limits:

logic and common sense will only interfere.

But once these barriers are broken,

it will enter the realms of childhood visions and dreams.

Lets get high