This is a song about "Swagg no cussing"

This a different motor man better go to work

Spitting on the side walk cussing on the curb

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

No, no, we are not those

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Nigga livin the life

Had no ambitions and no drive.

She all on my skin

No affiliation

No affiliation

You're uncool like my mother kin

No failed romances, no second glances,

Aight santana man...let's do this

I'm going off the top of the brain

No set trip, no color claim