This is a song about "My rhymes are work of art"

Dont mind me as i work on my rhymes all the time

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

That my rhymes are making them feeling impressed

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

My rhymes are incredible, invincible, invisible,

You don't work you are a slave my work is jesus's gift to me, baby see

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

My rhymes are magnetic, unsympathetic to your synthetics.

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Yea my rhymes still are whack

She always comin back

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Cause thats how effective my rhymes are