This is a song about "Swing"

I swing as a swinging ball and been stroked off being bowled

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

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

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

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

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

I adore you like the swing from a door.

And i don't run counters no more

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

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Lyrics i hurl and swing with no strings attached

Celebrate the very day that i get past

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

Swing my sever of the roof on an extension cord

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

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