This is a song about "Frame"

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

I'll tear apart your jaw frame / you're all lame with the simplest lines

This pain i can't contain but i can fucken re frame from going insane

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

While illusions form a picture frame

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

The pain still clinging to his broken frame, neck red and inflamed,

Alright let me bring it back, pause frame

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

This pain i can't contain but i can fucken re frame from going insane

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Memorize this shit, so you can put it in a frame