This is a song about "I got a picture of me and a sony tv and a funky stereo"

And it's a fact, i got a million of them posses

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Itches for bitches. you fags think its all a game till i walk in and say picture

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

So ill leave after i spit a bit of some funky shit,

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

And i'm going to embalm my creativity

Painting a picture of pure imagery.

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

I got a team full of dogs and the dogs bite,

Workaholic, got a tv show

This one right here for polo