This is a song about "Image"

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

(this what happened so i'll capture fo you the image)...

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

No sock or im slippin from the constant image of

Is the image of the insane, subliminal ties, to stabilize our minds,

Life ain't a paradise, too many lies n' lives thrown away like a pair of dice.

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

It was wicked the image was vividly cryptic

I think of a beautiful image, like a sunset on a lake

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Quit your posing, bitch this ain't a image or picture

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Cause on the outside there's image everybody sees