This is a song about "Camera thief"

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

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

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Went to another with my red complexion, knew i was a thief in hiding

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

I cut off my ears before i hear your advice and vice versa

Now imma play a thief, let's make a little swap

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,

I don't know you like that are you bar thief?

And i know - there'll never be peace

Tina perm your fucking weave

Got the mind of a thief...

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Grandpa. i remember grandpa. we turned his life support off like a camera.