This is a song about "Taylor swift"

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Rapping swift as magic sticks & i ain't even fully woke

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I insist bruh / sick but i'm swift n' this shits tough

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

My pockets got paper on paper

Izuna swift is rap's savior

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Jb, tay swift and even beyonce

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards