This is a song about "Making art"

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

(x2)there is no art to find

Soft white the art i twine

My reign lulu's son shine

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

And now i'm spilling early thoughts, 'cuz it's purely art,

In this known art of wits

My team getting digits

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

And then along came the wrong man for her

'coz what i say is an art

Hope all over again, we can start

Rapping is an art most, don't understand

Cause i got the burner in the hand

You shook my world and it felt apart

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art