This is a song about "Being good looking"

Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive

Sorry for being of task i was just looking for a fuck to give

Just looking to get groomed by niggas who's good at this

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

Looking like osama,

Who knows what the

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Looking through her soul looking really black

You can't tell me shit

I’m being sarcastic,