This is a song about "Looking at for walls"

That's just the beginning of war

Looking for something more,

Hard to resist when your looking at me?

She going to borrow some money

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Looking classy at the same time,

No one notice your struggle

Always looking for trouble

Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Looking for cops behind my back

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Find what youre looking for"

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Sticking such things on walls for better calls

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours