This is a song about "Batting on my swag"

I aint stopping till my writing arms had a rest, swag out this world - look how im dressed,

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

You got no swag on your tone man you're monotone

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

Let out all the swag like my dad, got right in the zone, obtained no receipts

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

You haters put up your guards