State of ART

A nigga getting this high don't have to come down
A nigga spitting this fire don't have to dumb down
A nigga get in yo ass you lasting one round
You niggas grinning and laughing having fun now
Exciting how the gun sounds
Throwing your signs
Bumping heads all the while not even knowing you blind
Niggas take the wrong road cause they aint knowing the signs
No gift no Swift niggas slow in the mind
I came to speed it up
Food for thought nigga eat it up
Without your phone or your gun you ain't even tough
Young niggas crashing out
No attention from the drama now you lashing out
Raised by a single mama with a nasty mouth
So you disrespect the dead that's in fashion now
Rest In Peace to Young Dolph, he was the prettiest boss
Since Memphis killed their own king the city is lost

So what's the State Of The ART?
Niggas start from You-tube and go straight to the charts
Niggas get a few views now he faking his part
Niggas might do choose to skip straight through your part
I'm coming straight from the heart
Unpredictable, an Ape in the dark
The blunt's the magic wand and we making it spark
And we aint throwing gang signs we making a heart
Gotta watch for the devil, he be making it hard

He could drown you in the ocean like Satan's a shark
The the thoughts on my mind I lay awake in the dark
Nas said this shit was dead but you niggas was scared
And Pac was the realest nigga breathing or dead
Teddy Pendergrass crashed, no more sleeping in bed
We got to get the message to my people instead
These are real life jewels I'm trying to teach you my dude
All the game and the rules they won't teach you in school
If I didn't care I wouldn't try to reach you you fool
You can't pretend to swim the deep end of the pool
KINGZ LAND is the kingdom I'll eventually rule
The music that you listen to is mentally food
That's the number one reason it's killing the youth
The number one reason that I'm still in the booth
You can say a lie a thousand times what still is the truth
Still is the truth
And this is the proof...

So what's the State Of The ART?
You gotta see the ending that's the craziest part
Travis Scott concert the whole stadium dark
Let's take a long walk the Mercedes is parked
The conversation should start
With our mothers, you're breaking her heart
He died a young death now she's cremating your parts
And we ain't throwing gang signs we making a heart
You gotta watch the devil he be making it hard