This is a song about "Paint the decor"

Potions paint me mental pictures

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

No cash for paint, i look great when beef on the plate,

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I go hard in the paint ill dunk on you

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Everyday hard in the paint

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Wanna paint the town red that blacktop be an easel

They claim they want peace but they paint the future with blood of the dove

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus