This is a song about "Abstract"

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

When i came in like your granddad, with a handbag full of abstract rap crap.

Attack with abstract research backed

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Believed he could instead be a abstract art cos he's so cold man his feelings are slit

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

So i guess that's where i hide my things

// abstract written about drug addicts

Abstract form, body apart stuff stitch it back, burn with gasoline

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

8th grade i never missed a day, now i’m abstract like a malaysian plane.

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

I stabbed the world in the back and formed a style thats abstract