This is a song about "Camera"

And don't you bring your camera phone

Please sugar don't come alone

She stroking the kitty while i shoot with the camera

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Can i kick camera mans in black vans

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

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

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Its amazing what a click of camera lense can captures

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

I see the lights the camera and the fame

Hit japan and i'm instagraming camera shy samurais

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Stop the camera, cut, its over

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar