This is a song about "Paint crew"

Everyday hard in the paint

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

To stay true to the crew

The birds i knew flip birds

"rappers don't paint pictures with words

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

Screens paint a picture of depravity real-

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Mental instrumentals lost like paint poured over pavement

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Just wait til you meet my crew

You already are caged

Got on my signature paint