This is a song about "Swag crew"

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

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

You know my swag is outstanding,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Im takin out ya whole crew.........

And all the while i think of you

My swag is to the roof

A far reach from them rap dudes

She gonna dance when that molly through

Of claiming i can defeat your crew

Thinking you're all big with your little crew,

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you