This is a song about "Typical image"

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

And in my ghetto weed was a typical stuff

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

You can only think about and image it

My image purer than a fuckin dove

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

Your #typical bars are simpleminded, your allowing defeat

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

And i know i should win this i'm the #typical winner

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

And typical lyricists rapping about silly shit,

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

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