This is a song about "Sweg up my arse"

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

My teenage years were fucked up,

Makin' them arse scared to death, so they started fakin' their verse.

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

Youre just filling up my lines,my rhymes

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Stacks is stacked up, my grammar is slacked up,

I need to wake your scrawny arse up so you don't forget about me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Set up my own home studio

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Trynna keep my head up

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Flame it up, hear my flow, i changed it up