This is a song about "Stop acting coll you don t have swag"

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I got something you've been waiting for

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

If out of line

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

You know my swag is outstanding,

And getting money is the song i sing

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

But it's not about the cash or even how much swag you have/