This is a song about "Bad swag"

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

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

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

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

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Ima let her be by herself in peace

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

You be rocken swag like shitty

Let me rideuntil i get free