This is a song about "How you look"

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

Call me a product of my own damn hood

As i seenobody cares about my history

I look down on you and you look up to me.

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Look how they blew up the towers, those fuckin' cowards.

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Look at you acting unashamed

You already are caged

I rather rap without ya seeing how i look

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

A military mind mean money

But if you look into poetry

To dictate how to look,

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood