This is a song about "Outlook"

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

Of finding myself as an individual

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

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

It's born to rock on, explosion, one of the toughest

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

My outlook on life has grown rather grim.

This boa, what's your motivation

Outlook cynical outcomes biblical

Got to the end of the tunnel