This is a song about "No swag"

So i'm writing you this letter

Cause im a swag professor

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

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

So go ahead with your swag, the irrelevant cool

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

Fags yelling yolo, swag! it makes me pissed.

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

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

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

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home