This is a song about "Body image"

So he takes a dick pic, but its so small you cant see it in the image

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

(this what happened so i'll capture fo you the image)...

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

You camouflage you're image i'll sabotage you like i'm biggest

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul

I got the right to be cocky

Light skinned hell of a body

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

That id image becoming richer than bill gates

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

This image in my mind man imma draw it out,

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd