This is a song about "Nail art"

Uneducated little bigot, nigga i will nail this hard,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Piece of art that i painted

Your best sentence was doing your bid

But i would travel through art

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Last nail, robbing you of your cuticles, and your music flow

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

A nail in ya skull leads to nails in ya coffin

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

Uneducated little bigot, nigga i will nail this hard,

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard