This is a song about "Stop looking at my mom"

My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

Fuck that job been around that block

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Looking at someone who hoops

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Looking at me and my dre beats

Oh lady, stop being so shady you're looking like a crybaby

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Looking classy at the same time,

And just in time your head is mine

I sit in my desk looking at this white pad

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Stuff i hate to hide, looking at my memories wishing i can go inside