This is a song about "I got dat swagger"

It ain't nothing though

We got dat smoke and blow

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

Queen wit a crown that be down for whatever

I got dat cheddar nice to the letter write whats better

I know i anit dat good at rapping...and my efforts just go in vain...

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

I work hard for everything i get

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

Got ya bitch if she pitch ima hit dat nigga,

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

These dumb chump rappers with crumb bum swagger