This is a song about "Swat"

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

So the cops can see, swat the team, properly

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Rap attack your pack a rats coming in like swat teams,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

That cause me to swat your ass down like a fly, so you still gonna be a talker,