This is a song about "The art of wisdom a preschool thats fun"

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Admit the decision a gift of division among others wisdom descended

Thats the point of art isnt it?

But you're loving mine i am the shit

A mistress of attack, step back to admire the art the scene

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Hints of wisdom, can't you tell?

Shows to do, got record to sell

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Fuck you if you think this art is not fun

Words of wisdom i'm not a thief in the night

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that