This is a song about "Nigger swag"

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

See, she would complained of the tested nature

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall