This is a song about "Swag and life"

I'm everything that they call nice

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

And welcome to his fuckin crazy ass life,

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

And live a life of rhyme

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

I'm stomping shit before and after life

Like my life seems fine and full of life

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave