This is a song about "Body image"

It was just another party

Overspread my whole body

It was wicked the image was vividly cryptic

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Light skinned hell of a body

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

No sock or im slippin from the constant image of

And tarnished image of cool teachers suddenly abloish rules

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Im actively vicious attacking you bitches a vivid image,

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

She gonna dance when that molly through

Trying to uphold her image of venue

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

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