This is a song about "People who think they got swag"

Make a swag fag keel over when they know there rhymes lag/

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

People who were mean to me, my slave, in chains, admitting they were clowns

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

They think they've got me fooled but nigga i've done reconnaissance,

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

People talk like they got a clue but that's just highly debated

I was worthless, i'd never make it, go ahead! spill that hatred

Plottin' don’t even worry

Who the fuck think they can stop me.

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Got a reputation, from people who don't know me