This is a song about "Look up to me"

Hell! i still look a fake to me

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Look up at the sky, tell me, what do you find?

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Of flavors made to make you look lamer than a 7-up

After this rap,you'll look up to me,

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Swiftly, now don't look back ya might start to miss me

Bought a brand new car for my after party

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

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Wrong niggas and end up to be jus like my fatha. man my lil brotha really look

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

To my fans i say look up to the sky.