This is a song about "Dont look"

Don't look at me look to him

Hmmm where should i begin

I sit and dont say a word i just look down at my blouse

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Dont look into his eyes that demise will defeat ya,

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Look at that mess look out the window

Dont you dare gimme the hatred look in your eye

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

My bitches fuck me good

To dictate how to look,

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Ambition till i die, dont ask me why, look at ya self and ya no why i try

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die