This is a song about "My swamp"

But five years from now i bet she see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Leave your body in a fuckin' swamp, half dug out

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

That is my wish, my fantasy.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/