This is a song about "The crow says dont look"

She likes to look in my hood, she says it's the best shiny bling with all rippled beats

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

When he says he's gonna kill you in battle just look at his name "killed nobody before"

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

I dont have to look anymore,

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

I'm a golden eagle, you're a measly crow.

Yea dont look down look up

She was the queen of the club

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

I dont have to look anymore,

As i'm watching the snow fall