This is a song about "Swag sucks"

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

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

All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

My swag is to the roof

A far reach from them rap dudes

You be rocken swag like shitty

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree