This is a song about "Outlined in chalk"

That bitch was racist, got me fired

In every thought, in every word

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Third eye wise so fly, hawk eye, i, never walk in chalk line, i talk mines

I get in where i fit in.

Energized and still going

Double mg not to mention

Taskforce reporting in

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I'm spittin' when i walk, kickin' up chalk on the block and know i walk funny,

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

I grab my chalk and i begin to draw

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Painted in light by the artist who left the chalk mess