This is a song about "Swag"

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Got tired of running from the police

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

My swag is to the roof

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

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

Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut