Verse 1
Memphis Tennessee I was born by that river/
grand pappy ran a steel, use to bootleg liquor/
Body strong, Mind quicker/
educated descendent of a field nigga/

On righteousness and sin/ opinions may differ/
skinny magazine models but the sexier the thicker/
never judge a stripper/matter fact I might tip her/
cause the world see your skeletons if you ever slip up/

turn this shit up/ let it bump
this is black folk music, jazz meets crunk/
BB King Blue, George Clinton with the funk/
My Muddy waters wash the stench off you skunks/

baptism in the rhythm/
Blessed atheist, holy sacrilegious/
Weed killer, seed sower,
I make high art, the masses want lower

Hook
This that High Art fetish shit/ yall ain’t ready shit/
take aim at the game/ hold my hand steady shit/
I grab the gold, y'all focus on that petty shit/
A celebration bitches/ the confetti drip/

Verse 2
Y'all formulaic, play it safe, taking no chances/
I'm fearless when I working with these verses and stanzas/
Unorthodox leave y'all searching for answers
Like Salvador Dali approaching the canvas/

These pieces gone persist in your memory/
Pieces of my time here play to remember me/
Encyclopedia might be required for that last line
Nerds breaking down my rap genius in their past time

Her ass fine but her face is a tragedy/
That'll make the hoes love me and the feminist mad at me/
I object to objectification/
but she pose nude to find her sexual liberation/

say art was less obscene back in the days/
The first porn was drawn on the wall of a cave/
If Denying my humanity is how to behave/
I'm bust hell open, I don't want to be saved

Hook
This that High Art fetish shit/ yall ain’t ready shit/
take aim at the game/ hold my hand steady shit/
I grab the gold, y'all focus on that petty shit/
A celebration bitches/ the confetti drip/


This is high art fetish for the freak in you/
Pimps got the same gift that preachers do/
So I'm a preach it while I pimp it
And pimp it while I preach it
Set the bar so high, these suckas can't reach it/
REPEAT (2X)

You fine oh girl you fine
You a piece of art painted in my mine
You know I'm there, right there when you call
And I'm take ya frame and put you up on my wall

We both grown, ain't no shame/
I see ya grind, do ya thing/
We can chill, keep it cool/
You sexy and single and trying to finish school/

Hook
This that High Art fetish shit/ yall ain’t ready shit/
take aim at the game/ hold my hand steady shit/
I grab the gold, y'all focus on that petty shit/
A celebration bitches/ the confetti drip/