This is a song about "Art"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

This art is lika a diamond for me

See, where i come from is hard

'coz what i say is an art

But i would travel through art

Snitches here don't got no heart

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

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

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

(x2)there is no art to find

To my unborn child

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Piece of art that i painted

Uh, this what's been on my mind

(x2)there is no art to find