This is a song about "Graphic design"

Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Grab the mic, step up to the stage, then it's graphic,

Verses so graphic they seem psychopathic

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

And im too fucking pussy its another flaw in my design

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

If you got design skills at all, homie holler

Promise me you won't step out of line

By design, and im on the incline

It's getting graphic, you too young to know the rest

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest