This is a song about "Ogre looking ogre"

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

You looking like dora the explorer

So if i'm looking lifeless

She can make a pimp fall in love

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Tones of foreigners, hecklers looking back/

A lot of people called it last year

I'm looking down the atmosphere

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

I'm still looking for what's mine

At the same damn time

Was looking through me your intention

Cold, my style making my nose run