This is a song about "Swag"

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

So go ahead with your swag, the irrelevant cool

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

My swag is to the roof

When they hear me rocking the groove