This is a song about "Lana is a fuck"

This is my art, fuck a pen, i can make a piece with a chisel

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

I got a bitch to fuck, her name is jill

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Nobody gives a fuck, is it just, me? our lives aint structured

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,

Look who is talking a,k,e are you joking? fuck you buddy with

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

If im here for a reason, then what the fuck is it

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes is it real or

But fuck that , a hoodrat is something i dont want to be

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see