This is a song about "U think u are swag"

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

What do u think will happen when we all die

Hope u learnin your lesson you nerds are no contention

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

But if u sit and think

I am just an artist

Knock u more and more, for your raps are noxious

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

There's no way that u are stopping me

Who's better? them never, lo sweaters

F u are my favorite letters

I know u are better than me to rap

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that