This is a song about "Picture me rollin"

This like excellent paint a perfect picture

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as

Haters got the wrong picture

Then kill his manager

Bitch i'm rollin like a ferris,

As my record label nitpicks at this

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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

My life is a movie, universal my picture

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys