This is a song about "Think you got swag"

I think you got your onstar button inside your car stuck

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

But i've got as much swag as a folk song,

You tell me i got swag though, i say you a fag go,

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

When you see my life you think that i've got it made

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

You think you're hip, you got that tank at abercrombie & fitch

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

"you got nice earrings", i think he muttered.

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love