Art Dealer
The wait is over, I'm no longer playing concealer
Lift the veil on my project Art Dealer
Let me curate my aesthetic
My work is magnetic
Like a portrait of a warlord mounted on a creature that's majestic
Seeing me is seeing the same spirit reflected
My rap sheet's in audio
Resembling Jack Napier's portfolio
Opening credits from Clockers is how I showcase a corpse
The details are the sauce
I'm the new Bob Ross of this new avant-garde
Linked to an underworld Asgard
A Renaissance of lyricists I call the pantheon
Savant phenoms
My songs are a limited series of imagery
Each got a certificate of authenticity
Signed talent was sold down the river
Fuck the slave wage, I auction my music to the highest bidder
My value to the game should be appraised
Critic extraordinaires and collectors engage
I'm the face for this piece I staged
I'm-in-a creative space
I laced my album cover in different colorways, I'm covered in paint
My style is swank and it pops
No dancing but a flash mob shot the photo op
I threw a toaster in bath water to give y'all a culture shock
To restart the heart of Hip Hop
Today it's premature
So rest assured I'll preserve tradition with Egyptian sycamore
A trailblazing intro...to the Nemesis manifesto
This is breathtaking like Mentos...I'm your host
That's parallel to Boubou
That's parallel to Picasso
That's parallel to Wiley
That's parallel to Banksy
That's parallel to Haring
That's parallel to Basquiat
Welcome to my workshop and theatre...an Art Dealer