This is a song about "Look like you"

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

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

But, all you biitches look like ducks

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Why you look at me like i'm such a fool?

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

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

Staring at the night sky like don't you look into that light

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Look like you trying write half asleep, barley conscious.