This is a song about "You dont have swag"

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

You know my swag is outstanding,

And no nigga gon love you

Keep talking, but you still dont have clue,

But i have the balls to say it all of you dont talk

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

In the chair of confession i dont have the heart to speak to you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Take you we dont ever have to be apart , you gave me life for that you'le always

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Is it me or is it you?i dont have a clue,all i know we die trying

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap