This is a song about "Paint ball"

Shout out bobby on hundreds

"rappers don't paint pictures with words

Didn't do a thing at all

From the bench to the ball

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

As i'm watching the snow fall

Schools out, its time to ball.

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

Screens paint a picture of depravity real-

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Potions paint me mental pictures

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Plus i showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint