This is a song about "Picasso"

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Killing the game, call me picasso with the vivid picture i create

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

Picasso without paint i'm /great like the dividing range/*

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

But she forgot about the golden rule

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

Split the difference, couldn't fit the new picasso in the limousine

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team