This is a song about "Trash art"

Cause these niggas doo-doo trash

You can't be wiping your ass

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

Just because you said my shit was trash,

She graduated top of the class

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

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

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

Can't wait to see you naked

Piece of art that i painted

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

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