This is a song about "Paparazzi"

Imagine me the subject of paparazzi pictures,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

And fights paparazzi for takin a few snaps/

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Paparazzi just caught me shopping at walmart/