This is a song about "I m swagman"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Give me dome, then let me skate

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Finding-nemo-ass niggas get your life together