This is a song about "Art supplies"

Art is art, there ain't no comparison/

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

A piece of art, at least some part

But i would travel through art

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

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 need supplies to make everything alright

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

The art of deception, it's mortal kombat: armageddon

Beat it up and leave faster than the rocket engine

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart