This is a song about "You can t see the real me"

It can see you, but can also see me, and everyone you can think o

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Got problems, what? i can't say

I'm a real thug,you can call me jay

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

No car you can see me hanging out at the bus stop

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I know you see me now, you can hear the hunger

It kills me inside and i know you can see,

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way