This is a song about "Canvas"

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

A canvas that answers that i can't get enough of you/

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Me spitting on a canvas

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

You couldn't handle the canvas of all the pictures painted

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Brush for knife, blood for paint, making you my new canvas

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Ending all the debating, on the canvas im painting

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

This palette will damage a faggot, it's tragic, i blackened the canvas

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

The razor is the pen and her canvas is her wrist