This is a song about "Farmers with no swearing"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I don't like you touching my things that's why i'm cursing and swearing

I don’t care where ya are

A skeleton with no wrapper

Choosing my rhymes layering my lines swearing at all times carrying nines/

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

I'm photofinishing with no handlers

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

No longer with the bull shit , ill react with no regret.

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Like, what's the matter with swearing, i must be battling a little kid

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

No thoughts of consequences with no concsience he

They had a hell of a run

Like a story with no lesson