This is a song about "Swag out"

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

Our history that they stole, africa

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Cause im a swag professor

You have this letter

My swag is to the roof

Its cold as shit in this booth

I aint stopping till my writing arms had a rest, swag out this world - look how im dressed,

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

So i hoped out pronto, get my swag on a flow

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

And this will be the song that we sing

You know my swag is outstanding,