SWANG
[Chorus]
Swang!
(Saint Dangle)
Swang!

[Verse 1]
The fruit of the Spirit is a prickly pear
I only pick them out the air off a rickety chair
I only want the live nature boy [?]
You never notice my despair between the kick and the snare
(5...) never eat the low-hanging fruit
This a collection from the tree top attached to the root
From the vine I'm growin’ vegetative - my flow is elevated
If I couldn't reach it then I levitated
Grab an extended hand I didn't deserve
Pulled up used my second man and made a preserve
So jam on it in the moment
Livin’ life to the fullest but can't own it
Pop the trunk [?] dyin' in dusk
Every bite I'm gettin' cut off by the ivory tusk
If the aim is off just give me time and I will adjust
Just ask the Lord to please remember I was made from the dust
[Chorus]
Swang!
Swang!

[Verse 2]
Ridin' bareback on a pachyderm
Burned every stack I earn
I froze my favorite moments, I learned to taxiderm
Now stuff me with the hay and feather till I overdose
Put me in a trophy pose and wake me with the Holy Ghost
Tail to the trunk, trunk to the tail
Loose homies linked in sent straight to voicemail
March - my real ones know every wish on all the stars that twinkle
I count 'em up in laugh lines and forehead wrinkles
This is so deep acapella no beat
Measured how the crow flies, eyes measured in crow feet
Blind faith but my ears told me I could fly
A magic feather in my trunk through the lows and highs
Pigs in a blanket laid out on my sheet
But if it's unclean meat I swore I would not eat
The pink-colored melanin they throw on my set
The curse of the elephant they never forget

[Chorus]
Swang!
Swang!
[Outro]
I used to be a slave to you (swang!)