This is a song about "Swangin n bangin"

You mental state deteriorates n,

Shit, we don't believe none of them

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

I want to fight the music on this one

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Tried perfecting my letters n

Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

I get excited n all when you make me cry n crawl

The day before is better than the present

On the streets all apeshit..bangin chest to chest