This is a song about "A rolemodel to look up to"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

To dictate how to look,

After this rap,you'll look up to me,

Cause all i want is you, baby

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

You look up to me like im a god

I look up to randy, great, 420, lucifer, justin too

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

To my fans i say look up to the sky.

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Hell! i still look a fake to me

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

But i look up to people gangsters geeks and equals