This is my 4th track on my album, Dissception. It is agaisnt Art teachers who grade art.

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Lyrics: Yo time to get creative You know I cant be illustrative I feel like akellies Art is my Kryptonite Go draw this liliy Oh! Not good F! Serves you Right I don't care about your plight How can you grade Abstract Don't care if it doesn't attract All art is an artifact All my life I haven't been good I like art don't misunderstood Just me getting an A is unlikelihood I didn't have problems till my education was in danger I can't draw a fricking column It was like I am a stranger Are you god Bob Ross? No you are a tightwad POS Who are you to say what I can't write? Everyday you cripple my sight There is a reason why students hate art You tell them what to stencil with a pencil Throw a dart through their heart Breaking their soul causing them to depart You are a blackhole of happiness Thinking you have craftiness Because of you my four is out the door On the floor Oh how I used to adore The great Art form Brainstorm make something out of the norm Get out and be expressive Yet you made me depressive Putting wall on what I drew The sadness you ensued in the halls I wanted an Art Teacher Not an Art preacher No that is too childish Draw something stylish I guess I have to thank ya Without you I wouldn't be rapping You broke the last straw Everyone think I am handicapping when I draw Some people are naturally gifted I am naturally cursed My art is restricted and twisted Anything I try makes it worse Almost made me cry Fate running its course My art is now in a hearse Gone and forgotten Part of me misbegotten This rap isn't for one person It is anyone who makes art worsen Thinking you can grade Yet you cut us with a blade I feel betrayed The supposed art professionals Caused me to be dismayed Grading my specicles Art is in the eye of the beholder No matter how much you give me the cold shoulder