This is a song about "Swag"

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

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

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on