This is a song about "Look its brook"

You know its true, look around baby and just enjoy the view/

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Too damn attractive, just look!

No hook, fuck a hook

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

If you look at life the way i do, its beautiful as a sunset on a lake

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

But its real look at today , look at what you portray,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

To dictate how to look,

But its just the brain what i'm stimulating. i look like a psycho.

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

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

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Dude wise up don't end a crook nude lies she's a good brook