This is a song about "One look at you"

Look at you... going down helm street lane,

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Well know you got the shit in words, look at evidence,

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

Bro look at your face its a disgrace, to humanity, you look like you hit third

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

And one day i wanna be able to say " look at the challenges that i overcame."

I got friends you dont wanna look at wrong,

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

I swear one day she gone look at that hand and she a diamond shine.

You already are caged

Look at you acting unashamed

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

That yellow thing no one can even stand to look at,