This is a song about "Artists"

Momma chillthug livin pay the bills

Targets filled with the markups of wack artists

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

All these artists crazy and satanic

While the mainstream artists try to fake and walk around it,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I take out of my largest targets, and fake artists.

And these artists don't need me they're already rich

I had you motherfuckers eating salad like a fat bitch

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Like the anonymous "artists" who can't rap with a flow,

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

But i'm still envious bout you us artists/