This is a song about "Andy warhol"

I can't ant get away with murder

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

With my sexy ass erection, so m uch perfection

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I wish i could live with no fear

Coz we can't make it clear

Davy, send him in, tear you from limb to limb

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

Ironically it subs like a hero

Whatever weather, cold or warm

December 4th a star was born

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Some people dream about perfection, i'm wide awake