This is a song about "Painter"

Driving me crazy with this painting canvas

I can teach you all the sounds of love

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

The only time i flirt with her

Fucking painting picture

Ending all the debating, on the canvas im painting

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

Run around like a bogus copying peoples raps expecting em not to notice

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush