This is a song about "Innapropiate pictures"

Too busy staring into the pictures ‘n films,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Potions paint me mental pictures

The way i'm sorting these pitchers

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Pictures of hot babes on the shelves, discretely canned his mother's crap

Only got your pictures left in a frame,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Love it when we take pictures,were a good mixture,

But when i think of you, my mind pictures meadows and flowers!

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Better leave it all behind

I'm taking pictures with my mind