This is a song about "Im swag master"

But five years from now i bet she see

You be rocken swag like shitty

Control the mind of yo master

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Fight the master and leave,

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

That's a t-rex in a v-neck for the rapture

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic