This is a song about "The pictures"

We all took pictures grinning from our jaws

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Spittin' pictures, imagery irrelevant

Wave high to the ritalin regiment

I dont write rhymes i paint pictures

Talking about the god you serve

Cause i’m back on my grind

I'm taking pictures with my mind

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Compose/ masterpieces in my dreams, pictures graphic

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Girls tuggin at my zipper as i paint these mental pictures

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Send me naked pictures tell me beat it out the frame