This is a song about "Camera"

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

She stroking the kitty while i shoot with the camera

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

He look and then he start to click with his camera once again

I travel through the camera

Coroners comfort your mama

And don't you bring your camera phone

Be shy when we're all alone

That's what's up! i'll catch your wackness fresh on a camera

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Can i kick camera mans in black vans

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Hit japan and i'm instagraming camera shy samurais

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

I thought i recognized her

Stop the camera, cut, its over