This is a song about "Fading picture"

Tranna go sailing, but in the rains i'm fading//

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Feeling colorless like a 20s picture

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Jimmy back me, child

A picture in your mind

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

Imagining a menagerie of images fading away/

Well, that's what you are

Fucking painting picture

I paint the perfect picture

She say i make her shiver

But now i think im fading

Don't want to be the king

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

The image of you fading away and me clutching desperately