This is a song about "Street art"

But i'm not worried

While i’m walking down the street

The way i speak is state of the art

For the most part those blocks get bogart

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

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

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Like he back that shit

Thats the point of art isnt it?

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Leave you severed across the street

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

G.o.n.z. running down the street

Soft white the art i twine

I'm just here to have a good time