This is a song about "Looking good"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

At the same damn time

I'm still looking for what's mine

Not looking back ever

My records sell, yes sir

You looking like dora the explorer

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Looking for reception

Gin makes me sin

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Tones of foreigners, hecklers looking back/

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Which made me have to wait like leap year