This is a song about "Looking up lyrics"

Looking up to see if i can ask someone who's damning me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Certain doubt in the past, now it's looking up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

My lyrics are ill to the max that's why they've thrown up,

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

These lyrics i spit arent words, theyr pictures, theyr fucked up images,

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Every morning that i wake up im looking on face book

To keep up with the same pace looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Boom! run up on a nigga wit the dope lyrics.