This is a song about "Swings"

Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Mama, fuck you, little bitch, mood swings, now i'm grounded?

But one minute later she swings and she switches

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Forget all the temper swings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Amnesia kickin in cant remember my sins, evil mood swings

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

My mood swings - "it rings or wings" or "silently settle in morose"

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Impolite n rash with low swings

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

When i drop the science political activists tell me to stop the violence,

With dorhinge (door-hinge), which swings 'n' flings, correlating to the physics of wings,