This is a song about "Gangster swag"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

You know my swag is outstanding,

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster

Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

But elon don't got no proof

My swag is to the roof

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Hands up, throw me up against the wall