This is a song about "Art"

But i would travel through art

They don't hear the bark

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

(x2)there is no art to find

Art is art, there ain't no comparison/

There are times when you'll need someone

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

Thinkin those nameflips are totally "hard", but raps suppose to be art

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Rapping is an art most, don't understand

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

I mean tear ya apart i ain't rappin this art