This is a song about "Negative body image"

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

I demolish a stage, an stomp my negative fan base cause they got bad taste,

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Im actively vicious attacking you bitches a vivid image,

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Ain't a gimmick, man i live it, my style is an image,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Let go of the negative through spirit fission

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

She graduated top of the class

You can only think about and image it

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Your words engraved on my body

I'm going back to cali

Your last image is you seeing your wife

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive