This is a song about "Me and my swag"

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

So i hoped out pronto, get my swag on a flow

Our history that they stole, africa

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

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

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Fags yelling yolo, swag! it makes me pissed.

I ain’t saying that i’m finished