This is a song about "Working on my masterpiece"

Maybe i just have the willpower and a working mind to find my grind,

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Will somebody please show me how

But i'm working on the next one now

In bed he wept and seldom slept, he deserved respect to learn the truth

Im new to, working this perfect, my version of wordings occurring in few spews

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

I’m finished with my masterpiece now that the color dried

I'm working on four dimensions

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

I've been working out my tongue to get the words out quick

Masterpiece on the paper y'all full of doodles and scribbles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups