This is a song about "Artists"

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

Not king james, these were coke kings

Pave the way for new artists

Not all artists are painters

Oldest nation on this earth

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Official-y hardly sorry laughing at garbage artists that's my hobby,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

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

I'm not like other artists i'm far from them,

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again