This is a song about "Painted elephants"

This isn't the picture i painted.

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

I keep them in detriment running at them like rampaging elephants.

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

You couldn't handle the canvas of all the pictures painted

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

A myriad of colors other brothers, wishing the painted

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Laughing at the picture painted out with the words

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Painted in light by the artist who left the chalk mess

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I painted a crime just for the feds