This is a song about "On the roof"

My swag is to the roof

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

From the gutter to the roof

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

I run shit screaming yolo out my sun roof

Shining under the roof pipes

All the time with this glock of mines

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

But my shit done hit the roof and the ceiling fan.

This is the truth partying so hard that smoke comes out from the roof

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

My roof in the pouring rain , the more of it the more i change