This is a song about "Harry styles and taylor swift"

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

And if i must say right now, i think my styles on the brink.

Getting harry, osborn(i was born) from canon

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Izuna swift is rap's savior

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I'm dissin every bitch who's talkin shit when their styles suck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Slick with the tricks shit, shift the wrist swift

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I jam all music from pearl jam, taylor swift, tupac and grateful dead

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Jb, tay swift and even beyonce