This is a song about "Working on my masterpiece"

I'm why baby mommas leave

And call it another masterpiece

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news

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

Give me the crown, this victory is mine, masterpiece in my mind,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

But i'm working on the next one now

Will somebody please show me how

Certainly working on personal courtesies

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Working on our mixtape and album, you wit it,

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit