This is a song about "Me being swag"

Come on tell me why quit being that guy,

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

She did not get what being #apart #meant for me

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

You tell me i got swag though, i say you a fag go,

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic

 just not if it means giving up on being me,

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on