This is a song about "Art"

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Art is art, there ain't no comparison/

They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

A piece of art, at least some part

This art is lika a diamond for me

They say i talk like im god body

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

(acapella)there is no art to find

But i just wanna make love to your mind

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

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

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