This is a song about "Swag for days"

The feeling will only last for days

I get that work from my face

Love your wicked ways got you fucking for days

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Like leatherface got chainsaw blades for days

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

Y'all niggas about to feel thisbreak out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms

Inside your head until you can't take no more, insane for days!

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I left the pages blank for all the thankless wasted days,

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Going for days and days unshaven

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun