This is a song about "Swag niggaz"

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

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

Our history that they stole, africa

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

Them niggaz wont know that your a schoolgirl

Hey, girl, say, girl, ain't no time to play, girl

My swag is to the roof

Its cold as shit in this booth