This is a song about "Swag"

Now i can draw your face up pretty

You be rocken swag like shitty

But he don't rule a thing

You know my swag is outstanding,

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

My swag is to the roof

With women with issues

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

Cause im a swag professor

Of impactful things one can ask for