This is a song about "Lost art love"

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.

In this known art of wits

And the v12, that's on various trips

Know give me a head start

But i would travel through art

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Would you capture it, or just let it slip

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

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

The art of deception, it's mortal kombat: armageddon

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

I mean tear ya apart i ain't rappin this art

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole