This is a song about "Art history name date locate form"

I'll make you history...

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Would it alter the course of my history?

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Had a place in history

But we be having that jersey

You're just history

Let me rideuntil i get free

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

This is purely art, and this is raw hip-hop in its form,

We doin' independently, makin' fuckin' history,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see