This is a song about "Swim meats"

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

The dead society of a poet

When her meats in my belly

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Powerplays and dice rollin at swim meets

Where god at? i need to call him

Learning fast the way is sink or swim

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

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Not a shark anymore, but i'll make you swim in this shit!

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute