This is a song about "Outside swing"

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Summer is sunny and i am ballin outside

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Grab the nearest politician and swing at em with my picket ax

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

On this disorder pull the cord or swing

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

I go outside and take a look,

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

And you're, approaching me right

In the face of the outside.

Looking outside papal balconies

Create life with the beats, alicia keys