This is a song about "Selling art"

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

But along only schemes they was selling us,

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

I mean tear ya apart i ain't rappin this art

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

In this known art of wits

Went out and had a church of kids

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard