This is a song about "Ultimate swag got ma niggaz we so bad"

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

Baby heading down a cloud

We got money so we ball out

But we so poor, we got no door,

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

You got no swag on your tone man you're monotone

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Breaking mine....niggaz thirsty so they wait in line