This is a song about "Digital arts"

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

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

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

My low low is so digital that it creates an expandable

A digital visuals about to appear

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

Rewinding the scenes in digital vividly

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free