This is a song about "Art garfunkle"

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

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

Than the muse of a family

This art is lika a diamond for me

(x2)there is no art to find

Jimmy back me, child

The way i speak is state of the art

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

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

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart