This is a song about "Chalk eastwood"

Painted in light by the artist who left the chalk mess

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Like rocky balboa or a grown eastwood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

But if you choose wrong it's not white chalk that im sketching

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Im the main suspect to the body outlined in chalk

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

I grab my chalk and i begin to draw

After dark, one more to chalk

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Leave a nigga on the sidewalk, body lined with chalk

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

And i bet you'll be the next outlined in chalk