This is a song about "Outside swing"

Killa never let the drama slide

Suspect niggas don't come outside

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

I'm king, do my thing, you will keep trying to swing,

As we give up our debts

Scene set with me on the swing sets

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

The pendulum swing it's not a dream

She like nigga yeah right

In the face of the outside.

In the face of the outside.

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

So i took my chain and walk outside