This is a song about "Posing"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing

I'm a crack-a-lator, an agitator, on top of a masturbator, posing as a vibrator.

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Overdosing wannabes posing sending them through convulsions

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Coping with posing rappers is the reason i'm the coldest,

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Jump posing a kong-fu kick,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Quit your posing, bitch this ain't a image or picture

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

No posing required