This is a song about "On the lookout"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Damaged on the inside but strong on the surface

Light the way, lead us on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Bring on the new replacement, selling dope on the pavement

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

On my ride on the bills baby i

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Layin on his chest in the sand time forgotten on the dash.

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum

See me on a roll like the wheels on the bus

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus