This is a song about "Art"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

A piece of art, at least some part

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

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

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

No gimmick: real time, real heart

He calls it art when he arranges them

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

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

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Rapping is an art most, don't understand

Stack in his hand trynna make that last