This is a song about "Paint ball"

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Young chino i go hard in the paint

Plus i showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Everyday hard in the paint

As i'm watching the snow fall

Staring at the crystal ball

You already are caged

Got on my signature paint

Wanna fuck em all

From the bench to the ball

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Cause you'll never be free from this blind faith you paint!