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

Had a place in history

Come on this journey

Would it alter the course of my history?/

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

While illusions form a picture frame

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

I will never date you like fover. i in love some else. i won't give u the name.

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I'll make you history...

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

You're just history

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

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

That was the sonic art form of rhyming and poetry, and it is abbreviated in three letters r-a-p

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,