This is a song about "Swim"

Powerplays and dice rollin at swim meets

Can barely walk the city streets

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Learning fast the way is sink or swim

Good think i can swim or i'd be sinking to the ocean floor

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

I spit so much that my saliva is overflown like a tsunami, i hope you can swim

There has to be a place better than this, in heavenso right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

Celebrate the very day that she get past

That she was too fat to swim laps she need a slim fast

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

Lets go for a swim we'll call it a dip,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that