My Eyes On You

I see you standing over there

Don't blame me if I stare

I see why they call you Hallow cause I wanna run scared

This airport security, got something to declare

They'll call that bomb squad and tell you to beware

Cause we fly-fly and we land

At airports we split ends

This ain't something that's cured by some product in yo hair

No time to shampoo it

Can't wash away, gotta work through it

You stopped trying though like "What the fuck are you doin?"

I'm like, "Fuck this shit"

"Take you seat, think about why you acting so weak"

Now choose and pick, what guy do you want?

H.J Potter no magic wand

No way to banish this ghost that'll haunt

You called him? Guess this is your fault

But i'll be mature, not hit with diss

it ain't baseball, but hit and miss