This is a song about "Silhouette"

Yeah i like that long hair,

I said hey, you right there

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Hear that ruger go blaattt.!!another slug in his chest i got one more strip on my

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Color coated into like the movie

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Adding up these numbers like a fuckin mathematician,

He'd rather come his hair.

No, not on top but down there

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

My life is like a bubble, i am ready to pop,

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

High everyday my favorite color blue