This is a song about "Looking into hell"

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Let me call that hotel

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.

Catch you up on places i've been

Looking for reception

But instead i want hell

Dmv they know me well

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

I get a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

Looking obscene swastika carved into my sleeve

These dude don't know me from adam and eve

The flight of stairs into the devil's lair, who the hell cares,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?