This is a song about "Looking up lyrics"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

With a daughter looking up to me always screaming "go daddy!"

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Getting fucked up i'm getting wasted look at the lyrics i've created

Money i make em buck

And constantly looking up

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

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

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

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

I'm looking for a defender who's willing to show up.

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck