This is a song about "Camera"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Its amazing what a click of camera lense can captures

My lifes like a camera it flashes before my eyes

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

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

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

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

I travel through the camera

My all gold rolly or the

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Just to let you know, you are

She stroking the kitty while i shoot with the camera

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood