This is a song about "I didn t picture you dieng"

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

As i seenobody cares about my history

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Fucking faggot, i see a new guy every time you get a new profile picture!

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

So i thought you needed a brighter picture, insight that withers/

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Fuck this image i'll show you a real picture

You don;t thin anymore

Ima go until my arm's sore

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image