This is a song about "Positive image"

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Stay positive and hang with the crew

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Hostile when bombing posses like kamikazes, he's positive,

Ain't a gimmick, man i live it, my style is an image,

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Cause you're most likely to crash

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Your last image is you seeing your wife

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Cause i saw the positive on the stick you hid

After party crib full of broads all naked

People not thinking positive but instead burdens

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Rapping's not a game but i'm positive it is monopoly/

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly