This is a song about "Swim club"

Talking about fight club,

That shit was wack as fuck

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

That she was too fat to swim laps she need a slim fast

Feuding over their underground crown in a fight club

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

And i like the hoes that need passion

Travel. fly. swim. meet. love. dance. win.

A twenty somethin cup

She was the queen of the club

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Good think i can swim or i'd be sinking to the ocean floor

You haters put up your guards

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards