This is a song about "About mah swag"

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

I got some swag bitch, let me swag all over ya

Our children must be taught, of africa

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Roll the dice , listen to mah ugh sweet advice

Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

My records sell, yes sir

Cause im a swag professor

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

But i've got as much swag as a folk song,