This is a song about "Art school"

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Art is art, there ain't no comparison/

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

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

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

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Try hard to apply art to their endeavors

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

No gimmick: real time, real heart

The way i speak is state of the art

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

(acapella)there is no art to find

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

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part