Abstract

[Produced by A Billion Young] [Hook] Okay, I make art, make sense Matter fact, maybe my Work is, too abstract And it go, over heads, carry on I was born alone, I'mma die alone Like okay, I make art, make sense, that's that Matter fact, maybe my, work is, too abstract And it go, over heads, carry on I was born alone, I'mma die alone [Verse 1] That's a different song, my pen out, my pistol drawn And I'm sitting on the world like I'm sitting on your couch with my shoes on Give a fuck about what you want, I could care less Need a headrest because they bore me because my cup filled with morphine Tell Nike endorse me Tell Kim and tell Kourtney Tell Kylie and Khole Tell Kendall I love her Our babies be gorgeous but our days these babies are born into So I proceed with caution Got a crib with a fortress And the fortress got a backyard In the backyard there's a forest God damn I'm important Got a mind worth exploring That's a mind full of gold get your portion [Bridge: Kanye West and Sway Interview] [Hook] [Verse 2] That's the saddest song but on a different note I be at the crib all alone Painting pictures, making movies, writing songs Writing hooks, and fuck around writing a book About the mind and how it works and no degree They could lie but that's just me And leave behind a piece of mind, a piece of me It has to be a piece of me, a masterpiece [Outro] And it ain't no Ralph though It ain't Ralph level (Okay, well let me ask you this) (I'm asking you) What's the name of your clothing line? We don't know