This is a song about "Don t be a swag fag"

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

If this is the right time

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

So beware and be careful choosing your words fag

Poke out from behind her

Cause im a swag professor