This is a song about "Yosemite photography"

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

Hear the rambling in the sky

In a private jet while i'm walking in

We pray while we prey on competition

Is the image of the insane, subliminal ties, to stabilize our minds,

Don't matter if you do beat me down,i'll rise and come at you wit a surprise

I burned you so hard your mouth is dry.

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Your last image is you seeing your wife

White america said i'd be doing 25 to life

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Still unravelling rap

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

This image in my mind man imma draw it out,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Don't think that what you hearin' is just a image