This is a song about "My swag s on fire"

So i hoped out pronto, get my swag on a flow

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

Still you couldn't know my psyche, liar, pants on fire,

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

S on my chest like a superman vest

See i can only love you when you undressed

My word are weapons, i knocked em out, i set these bitches on fire/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are