This is a song about "Communication arts"

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

For some reason our communication blew

Communication is lost like beijing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

All on the furniture with no regards

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

Only concern was the home that was close to him

No god dam way of communication

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I believe mcing is the best way of communication,