This is a song about "Camera"

And don't you bring your camera phone

Born alone, work alone, die alone

I see the lights the camera and the fame

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Its amazing what a click of camera lense can captures

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

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

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Hit japan and i'm instagraming camera shy samurais

A samurai with a camera, i'm a warrior with vision

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

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

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

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