This is a song about "Sworn"

So imma just send you back to the satan you have sworn to

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

You coulda sworn, that they were born, upon the depths of hell,

Sworn to serve till soul hurt, and his bones burst/

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

I'm a born fighter, sworn to nothing but a lighter/

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I could've sworn he didn't want to see my face, but

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Cause my life is the greatest tragedy of sworn time.