Picasso

You probably wonder what this all about

I told you i was coming with a album out

I told u i was not holding back anymore im devoting my medulla

Till im burning out

Onblegata balaclava when its cooling down

Perfection like its allah floating in the clouds

Im painting up a canvas out of every vowel

Quaterbacking

Nouns

 verbs,proverbs, runnerback the sounds, till im outta bounds

These clowns gonna run they mouth

But im bout to show my haters how im throwing down