This is a song about "Swag and sports"

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Swag never off, all i know is ball

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

When they hear me rocking the groove

My swag is to the roof

You be rocken swag like shitty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free