This is a song about "Punctuation marks"

I'm here to make intangible marks like signatures in invisible ink.

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

I got these tats all on my arms

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.