High Art

Running these track but I hated PE bro huh

round the same time my trauma would seep bro huh

Of that I am sure like where sea and sands meet huh

But I found my silence inside of these beats bro huh

Welcome inside I gave you my keys

Everyone eats if you apart of my team

I’m evil backwards I’m like a stream

Speed be casting but constantly

High art off of a tree

And to make it I ain’t smoked no weed

I know its worth it came from me

Paper’s toll getting no hold on me

Paper unrolled in my mental is free

Like Cole up on Johnny P

Passion worth more any green

Ink in my veins, art is what made me huh

Verbal pictures is what I be painting

If you can’t see my vision then get out my way please

If you never felt nothing you not why I make things