This is a song about "Martial art"

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

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

Soft white the art i twine

She take two man one time

He calls it art when he arranges them

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

For the most part those blocks get bogart

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

In this known art of wits

She likes the way it hits her lips

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

From the time that you stole my heart

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

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

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

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