This is a song about "Swing on um"

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

Alright you got your'e swing plane, and decent rhyme play

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

And i must admit

No swing and a miss shit,

I'm on deck i'm up next

Scene set with me on the swing sets

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Only time i miss a nigga if i swing and he duck

Grab the nearest politician and swing at em with my picket ax

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

I just wanna be higher than that

I swing at you with a golden bat

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

Life has put her to the test