This is a song about "Artist"

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Hannibal artist, with a flow that leave you lethargic

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

I give props to artist in the world of hip hop

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Just another artist, and this was his pen

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

And by the way, man, i'm the new artist, go listen free,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I steal shit to make money cause i'm a starving artist

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

An approximate artist a tad off at his marksmanship

My artist skills are fading,

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Stardust, rawest, hardest artist with his sawed off