This is a song about "No looks at me"

Could i make you my baby

You still smile at me, wave at me

You must mean be crazy comin at me low mentality, no mental ability low capacity

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

Bitch looks in my direction and she says "try me"

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

I'm the next big thing, but y'all look at me like i'm no good

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

You aint please me but from a point of view your pic looks gay

When you see her scrubbing my floors she looks like a slave to me.

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

She looks at my dough, drooling all over

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

No wonder so many brothers be mad at me,