This is a song about "Look at you"

Blow trees like a hurricane

Look at you... going down helm street lane,

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

I got friends you dont wanna look at wrong,

When you look at em, you'll be put in a daze,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

But now look at you, you wouldn't care if i died

For now everything just seem so right

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Right under your bed, when you look at the mirror

You look at me, you'll never guess

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Can't look at you the same we used to be friends

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

Bro look at your face its a disgrace, to humanity, you look like you hit third