[Verse One: Jise One]

You can't handle what I'm about

I'm smoked out in Amsterdam

With two fans, I'm all about my fam

Who's the boss? I used to love Sam

My slang is mostly homemade

Shoelace to hold my sweat pants

They sag to have my balls right

Rock chants carry ya weak stand

Eat cans of ravioli

Ghetto tours flyin on pan am

I'm too busy being a man to sucking on any soundscan

(Ayo, I bought a land!)

Not me, I'm walking these rough lands

that you reciting in your jams

I observed with sharper image scans

Slamdance give it a chance type talk

Hailstorm across the face

Human thesaurus, rhyme DNA, too many strands!

I dare you to try to cram this whole verse walkin on hot sand

Covered in coal with no hands

Swallow your soul and shitted burnt spam (damn!)

It's pretty easy to understand

But you don't know this man

Lt. doing his thang! (thang!)

Manhandle the track to bang! (bang!)

Nigga we got swang!

Swank mag' beneath my sink

I hold rank doing this thang! (thang!)



[Hook: Arsonists]

What you be about? - sunshine I try to prosper

What you be about? - females and lookin proper

What you be about? - spit rhymes that gotta rock yo

We be about - math

We be about - sex

We be about - love

We be about - life

What you be about? - my fam we tryin to live well

What you be about? - I'm just Swel, just tryin to be Swel

What you be about? - pourin out for those who fell

We be about - math

We be about - sex

We be about - love

We be about - life



[Verse Two: Swel Boogie]

I'm about lights, cameras, action

Status, mackin, Paris, relaxin

Waxin oooh, the hood what's up, representin, who Brooklyn what

Yeah that's