This is a song about "Rap money swag"

My swag is to the roof

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

Fags yelling yolo, swag! it makes me pissed.

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Money fast like eminem's rap

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Swag never off, all i know is ball

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

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

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

(inturlude) 4 measures "rap shit's crazy for sure.. " "fuck swag" "yup, here it comes"