This is a song about "Flashin my white boy swag on the streets of la"

I stay on the beat. like my converse walking the streets

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

Let's kick it on my la-z-boy and throw a fucking crazy show

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

Im not, from the streets, or the concrete, i grew up white on the rez, no allies no fleet, no peeps

That’s my la-la lullaby.

When that thing gon fly

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,