This is a song about "Is it murder right handed art"

Spit it gershwin, picture perfect, this shit is purely art,

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Art is art, there ain't no comparison/

Grown men never should bite their tongue

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

The way i speak is state of the art

Thy art is murder death is passion aline your heads on my

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

Now walk to it with your land mind

(x2)there is no art to find

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Syllabic punchlines is the next session art. (that's right) it'll corrupt your mind,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

Is it it possibly i deserve that right?