This is a song about "Swim meats"

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

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Powerplays and dice rollin at swim meets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

When her meats in my belly

Cus you're so sexy

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

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

Learning fast the way is sink or swim

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Jumping off a bridge and i don't know how to swim

Only concern was the home that was close to him

Human meats good to eat

Indubitably i'm too street

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks