This is a song about "Imagery"

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

I lose it in this music, using vivid imagery,

Spitting out literary imagery

And now that i’m getting money

Me i be fucking up you dignity and imagery and the way

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

Creative scriptures, imagery, rhymes back around,

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Killin' imagery, droppin' bitches just like elephants

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Spittin' pictures, imagery irrelevant