This is a song about "Photo shop"

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Non stop, my raps are gold, take 'em to the pawn shop,

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

See, where i come from is hard

Man these nigguhs photo shopped

I fucking hate this job

Lollipop from a candy shop,

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

Bitches pay for a photo,spit fire, komoto

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

If i took a photo imagine how much fucken cash i'd make

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

When standing next to macklemore's girls in a thrift shop

Dreaming to be like marshal putting a photo of shady

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree