This is a song about "Look for"

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

That desperate look in your eyes lets me know for sure this

Lost your phone? go look for it in the stack!

I don't know why i'm even on this track

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

The only shit that you look for is negative attention

Look for that label, hope soon maybe april.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack