This is a song about "Screens"

See i'm goin' from the cold water flats to them straight-up cold flat screens,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

To look up from their screens so they can see the world that's passing by,

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

But with your noses in the screens, i doubt that you even give one glance,

He screens every call and remember the blue dress

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

Everything ain't what it seems

Hidden behind the screens

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

Screens paint a picture of depravity real-

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Because the baller lifestyles were all they showed on tv screens,