This is a song about "He"

He calls it art when he arranges them

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

And he deteriorates

With some bartles and james

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

He was contrite when he know that he denied

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

But this is like

He commit suicide

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

When he thought he could do this was he on coke

Some days he just wishes he could die

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

He can split he can bend

Niggas in the street scared