This is a song about "Draw"

As i draw, sketchy cats dye, then gain shade like a color pencil.

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

I grab my chalk and i begin to draw

Yea, my middle finger to the law

I begin to draw in chalk

I’m the king of rock

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

But it’s for shock value and money, we simply draw from this energy,

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

To hold a pastel and draw the tears for me to see

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

In her defense she a part of the crowd

This image in my mind man imma draw it out,