This is a song about "Art"

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

Like a small garage in your backyard

Lil prps like 3 digits

In this known art of wits

Thats the point of art isnt it?

Told you camp lo was my favorite

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

Beat it up and leave faster than the rocket engine

Try hard to apply art to their endeavors

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

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