This is a song about "Polaroid cameras"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Aint concerned with the glitz and glamour or clickin cameras

Cameras and lights, fuck that, gats, i'm packing them,

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Cameras in every appliance.

Passing my glamour, everyone taking pictures of me with their cameras!

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Screamin fans and cameras snappin, man, i hope you're "picturing"

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

Cameras flashing because of my actions and my sense of fashion

This shit has got my soul

Cameras take, credits roll

Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm