This is a song about "Fine arts"

Mankind has never seen rapper so fine

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

I salivate at fine bitches

And you niggas will acknowledge this

On vacation its bahama fine

Chasing money in the city of crime

My gold rollie tell time

Who is so much more than fine

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

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

And every rap i composed is fine

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government