Swagga Like Me...

No one in my city got swagga like me, somethin like a sk8r boy wit Vans on my feet/Flow like sugar cuz this shit so sweet, but don't get it wrong bitch I'm not sweet/ Get it? Brand new yankee fitted, cap wit the brim twisted back and it's tilted...never 4get it this kid's really gifted, aint anotha nigga livin that can spit it how I spit it/ See I'm so sicktastic wit it, it's tragic idn't how I laugh and kill...see I'm a fuckin track murderer, I swagg attack whack ass fuckin swagg burglars/ they more bite outta swagg than a cheese burger, I think I made my point so I why go any further? I got dope skills  that kill when I spill what I feel cuz its real and I'm ill...