This is a song about "No swear rap"

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Aint no normal gal learning to rap

Fuck no hell no this new generation of rap enthusiasts

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

That make me want to swear

Park my plane right there

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Man this is real rap with no fee

In this rap game your no competition

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

We'll change the rap game no illuminati pests

Then rap away as if there is no care in the world,

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

I rap supreme no need for dreams