Window Of My Eyes
Boosie Badazz Lyrics


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Last night I heard the rain on my windowpane
All I could think about was all the time my mamma kinda begged me to change
But I ain't listen, and no this ain't living
Tryna kiss your kids through a fucking glass window, no contact
Feed me through the tray hatch, even took the telephone
Tryna holla at my kids, baby mama never home
Serg and his boys got a problem cause I'm Boosie
Surrounded by rats so they can tell on me, crew shit
Same with the new shit, paint a bad picture of me
With that picture in my head, was scared, I was gom' never touch
Living like the rest of us, and go the lifers
Working in a field, man over ya with a rifle
Letters get shorter, face get greyer
People ain't got no paper, we might die in this bitch
This ain't living, I wouldn't wish this shit on my worst enemy
Feel like the whole world envy me, know I'm talking 'bout
Co-defendant flipped on me, glad he done flip back
Nigga was like my real son, killed me when he did that
Look in his eyes and look in mine, I be like "God damn"
They tryna stop a nigga shine, I think it's time I

Open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes
I think it's time I open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes
I think it's time I open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes
I think it's time I open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes

I sit in the dark, it's so quiet I hear my heart beating
Two times faster than it did 'fore I was captured
I'm dreaming that I was free, I wake up like "God damn"
Sometimes I stare in the mirror and don't know who I am
I feel like Joe in the Bible, why is what I scream
My eyes don't even clear with drops of Visine
I'm mad for being Boosie, so sad my eyes hurt
Only way the sun shine, I get out the rain first
On the phone, son crying, and I wanna wipe his tears
Change his diapers, clean his ears, now you deep off in my eyes
I try to let it go but I got hatred up inside
Keep moving in slow mo' like the Matrix in my eyes
No sleep, no rest, so I'm feeling like I ain't blessed
It's true I got more than most but I'm caged up like the rest
The devil's tryna defeat me, my closest friends deceive me
Question marks behind my freedom and got me badly eaten
I wake up feeling delusional, thoughts surface my brain
Visualising my kids, them thoughts turn into pain
My passion ain't what it was, my faith medium-rare
People I thought loved me is saying like they don't care
I'm stressing, biting my nails in my cell in pain
Me and the thunderstorms in my eyes can't see the rain
I'm calling out to the man, impatient I gotta wait
I know he come when he want but I need him to come today
No one to kiss me and hug me and tell me it gon' be okay
Plus the sickness that's attacking my kidneys like everyday
I think it's time

Open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes
I think it's time I open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes




I think it's time I open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes
I think it's time I open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes

Overall Meaning

In "Window Of My Eyes," Boosie talks about the painful reality of being incarcerated and the toll it takes on his mental and emotional state. The rain on his windowpane is a metaphor for the sadness and depression that he experiences as he thinks about the missed opportunities and regrets in his life. Despite warnings from his mother to change his ways, he ignored them and now finds himself behind bars, cut off from the world and his loved ones. He raps about the difficulties of being a father from prison and the heartache of not being able to interact with his children in person. He also expresses his anger towards those who have betrayed him, including a co-defendant who flipped on him, and his frustration with the justice system that keeps him locked up.


The chorus, "Open up the window of my eyes," is a plea for a new perspective and a fresh start. Boosie wants to shake off the hopelessness and despair he feels and look at the world with renewed hope and determination. He acknowledges that he has more than most, but he is still caged up like the rest, and the devil is trying to defeat him. Despite his anguish and pain, Boosie holds onto his faith and believes that God will come through for him.


In summary, "Window Of My Eyes" is a raw and emotional song that offers a glimpse into the mind of a man struggling to cope with the harsh realities of life behind bars.


Line by Line Meaning

Last night I heard the rain on my windowpane
The sound of the rain made me reflect on how my mother pleaded for me to change my ways.


All I could think about was all the time my mamma kinda begged me to change
I couldn't help but think about how my mother wanted me to change my lifestyle, but I didn't listen.


But I ain't listen, and no this ain't living
I didn't listen to my mother, and now I'm paying the price. This isn't living, it's just surviving.


Tryna kiss your kids through a fucking glass window, no contact
I'm reduced to trying to show my love to my kids through a glass window with no physical contact.


Feed me through the tray hatch, even took the telephone
I have to rely on a tray hatch to get food and they've even taken away my right to use the telephone.


Surrounded by rats so they can tell on me, crew shit
I'm surrounded by people who will do anything to get ahead, even snitch on me for their own gain.


People ain't got no paper, we might die in this bitch
We have no resources or support, and it's possible that we could die in this prison.


Only way the sun shine, I get out the rain first
The only way I can see any hope or happiness in my life is by getting out of this bad situation first.


No sleep, no rest, so I'm feeling like I ain't blessed
I can't sleep or rest because of the constant turmoil in my life, which makes me feel like I'm not blessed at all.


I wake up feeling delusional, thoughts surface my brain
When I wake up, I'm feeling disoriented and overwhelmed with thoughts that are troubling me.


My passion ain't what it was, my faith medium-rare
My passion for life has decreased, and my faith is now lukewarm and uncertain.


People I thought loved me is saying like they don't care
The people I thought cared about me are now acting like they don't, which hurts me deeply.


Plus the sickness that's attacking my kidneys like everyday
In addition to everything else, I'm also dealing with a sickness that is affecting my kidneys every day.


I think it's time I open up the window of my eyes, my eyes, my eyes
I know it's time to start seeing things more clearly and to open my eyes to the reality of my situation.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MAURICE JORDAN, TORENCE HATCH

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Comments from YouTube:

Thomas Darke

This some cold-ass shit -- literally gave me chills, bringin back my own bad memories. I never truly appreciated Boosie till I did some time myself and felt the same pain, the stressin, the isolation and time "movin in slow motion like the Matrix", god damn, man ... this one of the realest rap songs ever written, folks, believe dat ... anybody say Boosie fake ain't merely a liar, they are a lie!!!

C

The whole end of the third verse straight chillllls.
"No one to kiss me and hug me and tell me it'll be okay.."
"I know He (God) come when he want, but I need him to come today!"
Too real. You know if you been there.

Nico Adams

@Steven Louis /2

Steven Louis

facts my boy

reader24

Yes! This song became even real for me after my mom died! This song hit real hard and different when you go threw alot shit!

monstercook

I'm 37 and have listened to hip hop since nwa. I personally put boosie at one of the best. in this song, you can feel his struggles. lyrically mastering this journey that he was going thru. amazing song! #fuckcancer

BigDawgDre 804

monstercook creplacestheo Thank you for your feedback he’s my favorite rapper since 06-07 until present. πŸ’―πŸ€ŸπŸ½πŸ”₯

Ayo Gonzo

salute that

Baretta Byrdsong sr

Boosie is the closest artist we can compare to Tupac but honestly, I like this dude music a lil bit more. He is a great story teller I salute him, I been rocking with him forever but he has grew into a monster

Karla Allen

True

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