This is a song about "I ain t swag to that im cool"

High as shit, i’m in a booth

My swag is to the roof

Huslin' erday to that dah only sh*t that we know

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

So go ahead with your swag, the irrelevant cool

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I dreamed of being that cool kid who rapped without a blueprint

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Nah that ain't cool i ain't a fucking working man

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

It's cool, i understand that it's hard to be wrong