This is a song about "Outlook"

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

Got to the end of the tunnel

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Within then my outlook, so where does the scout look?

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

And y'all wonder 'bout my outlook, and why i'm a pessimist,

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

My outlook on life has grown rather grim.