This is a song about "Jacob artist"

But since then i've fucking murdered every artist on patrol!

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

My talent should take me places i've never been

Make a name for myself, be the artist of action

Auxiliary artist, independently,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Stardust, rawest, hardest artist with his sawed off

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Painted in light by the artist who left the chalk mess

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

An approximate artist a tad off at his marksmanship

I steal shit to make money cause i'm a starving artist

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest