This is a song about "Conflicting self image"

Sweet, okay makes sense

Some thing i keep to my self

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

No sock or im slippin from the constant image of

Texting my mama current self

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

U made my image get blurred so imma make yours gird

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

(this what happened so i'll capture fo you the image)...

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

You can only think about and image it

Don't think that what you hearin' is just a image

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much