This is a song about "Look for"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

The only shit that you look for is negative attention

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

The threat the comes towards me as i look for success

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Fightin for my soul, look in the mirror see my adversary

I ain't running for nothing / quick don't look back

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Remember we look out for each other,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I ain't running for nothing / quick don't look back

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat