This is a song about "Innapropriate pictures"

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Compose/ masterpieces in my dreams, pictures graphic

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

You couldn't handle the canvas of all the pictures painted

We just trynna be winners

Who like all my pictures,

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Imagine me the subject of paparazzi pictures,

Cause in the long haul you'll remember these lyrical pictures i draw

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Compose/ masterpieces in my dreams, pictures graphic

The way i'm sorting these pitchers

Potions paint me mental pictures

Hangin' pictures on my wall

By the phone, no call