This is a song about "Digital arts"

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

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

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Rewinding the scenes in digital vividly

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

My low low is so digital that it creates an expandable

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

A digital visuals about to appear

Haters beware, i can see clear