This is a song about "Art"

When you spill out hits

In this known art of wits

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Because there ain't no coming back from that

(x2)there is no art to find

Soldiers lost their mind

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

And now i'm spilling early thoughts, 'cuz it's purely art,

Try hard to apply art to their endeavors

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Rapping is an art most, don't understand

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand