This is a song about "Beautiful frame"

Every beautiful women at my waist

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Alright let me bring it back, pause frame

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Right flows down and they might go nice

And the beautiful skies.

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

While illusions form a picture frame

Only got your pictures left in a frame,

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

I could rob a bank but you're so ugly you're not one i'd frame,

With beautiful music, just like him.

But im a well of inspiration

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same