This is a song about "Swag ans ass"

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

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

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

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

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

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

So go ahead with your swag, the irrelevant cool

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you