“Blun7 A Swishland” feels like a turbo-charged ride through a neon city at 3 a.m. thasup lights up a blunt (“swisho un blunt”) and rockets off to her imagined Swishland, a dreamy place where worries dissolve in smoke and diamond-bright confidence. The chorus is a whirl of luxury brands, sparkling “bling blaow” references to The Beatles, and the constant tick-tock of blessings she grabs from the very first moment she’s awake. It is a high-energy brag, but also a shield: by celebrating her own shine, she drowns out exes tapping out tired “bla-bla-bla” complaints and anyone accusing her of being fake.
Below the glitter, the song hints at battles with sleepless nights and muddy struggles. thasup admits she is “in mezzo a tutto questo fango” (in the middle of all this mud), yet insists she and her crew are “diamanti.” She travels a long mental journey, protecting her spirit while dismissing joy-killers who lack humor or authenticity. The message: stay real, keep your circle tight, flex your success loudly, and never let the noise drag you down. In other words, roll up, blast the beat, and claim your own Swishland every single day.