This is a song about "Look for"

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Just take...a...look into my wallet...got some change for your life

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

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

And starting to look out more for our brothers

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

And for that i never look back but upon forward

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

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

Highest form of affection, physical connection

The only shit that you look for is negative attention

Run and hide and look for a cop

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Under love. for fourteen this is what a man should look like.

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right