This is a song about "Communication arts"

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Sabotage, sabotage, i love you

For some reason our communication blew

No god dam way of communication

So if it comes down, may the best man win

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

I believe mcing is the best way of communication,

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Communication is lost like beijing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing