This is a song about "Marketing artwork"

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Pataclysm got up and then unda ya skin

You just working with the scraps you was given

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

Yeah my skin color is white,

Right side, right side

I am so flexible like king kong my raps aint fake nor mock,

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Driving me crazy with this painting canvas

Every night i cowered, clutched my rosary and jesus piece,

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

I got the right to be cocky

Im throwin' shots to yo body