This is a song about "Paint"

So they just paint wired

It's such a lonely world

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

My pistol spray leave you a stipple paint

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

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Young chino i go hard in the paint

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

I dont write rhymes i paint pictures

You ain't no killer

I paint the perfect picture