This is a song about "Swedish"

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

If she don't speak english she can't say no, and it's only stealing if you're fucking a ho.

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

To catch you in the radius, this miscellaneous canadian compatriot

You're a drag queen with european genes

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes