This is a song about "Tripping over my own swag"

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Where's as am tripping on my laces

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

So i hoped out pronto, get my swag on a flow

Did it all on my own

Now all i am is alone

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Go by own lines, gettin my own shine.

Make a swag fag keel over when they know there rhymes lag/

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king