This is a song about "Swag no cuss words"

Lets come up to my city

You have no more words for me

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

I got no wordplay, cus my words like to fight.

& no one'll understand the words that you're u u uttering uttering.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

No action to release the pleasant words of acting so discreet

Let out all the swag like my dad, got right in the zone, obtained no receipts

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

With women with issues

My swag is to the roof

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Look at the rules, they told you not cuss