This is a song about "Art"

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

All up in her backspace like a delete button

Art is art, there ain't no comparison/

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

I put some cash in ya pocket

Thats the point of art isnt it?

He calls it art when he arranges them

I'll never call you bitch again

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

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

Hope all over again, we can start

But i would travel through art

Piece of art that i painted

Yeah, rack, rack city shit