This is a song about "Rap art"

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

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

There you lyin’ a rhyme

Soft white the art i twine

The art of deception, it's mortal kombat: armageddon

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

No wonder why when times get hard

A piece of art, at least some part

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Thinkin those nameflips are totally "hard", but raps suppose to be art

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Thats the point of art isnt it?

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Try hard to apply art to their endeavors