This is a song about "Rap money swag fast"

But make sure if they do see

You be rocken swag like shitty

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Or might blast a tight rap, have a bike crash cause i drive fast

So i'm writing you this letter

Cause im a swag professor

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

(fast) i want da money car door funny

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Cut class and rap fast, grab ass while smacking sluts

Oh really now the crowd will be like wow, when you rap you can't even get fast,

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped