This is a song about "Image streaming"

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you

Trying to uphold her image of venue

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

Your last image is you seeing your wife

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

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Calm collected on the outside, but that image is deceit

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

No sock or im slippin from the constant image of

You got an image you decide to hide behind with a pride

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

Facing away the image ive become/ truth be told/ its truely cynical

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

And drew up a blue image of the day she died