This is a song about "Communication arts"

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

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

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

For some reason our communication blew

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Communication is lost like beijing

I believe mcing is the best way of communication,

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

No god dam way of communication

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards