This is a song about "Art"

And relax you mind

(x2)there is no art to find

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

(x2)there is no art to find

I got a lot on my mind

February cold as my heart

But i would travel through art

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

(acapella)there is no art to find

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Soft white the art i twine

Would look at us all the time