This is a song about "Picture hand rain red radio opera hide tea"

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Picture perfect, man they took you out the picture

I'll created thunder on your rain,

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

Boston, threw the tea overboard

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Than the muse of a family

Queen b would have you servin tea/

It's like you're my mirror

Haters got the wrong picture

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Single man crew of prose flowing on radio

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

That we can't forget the past