This is a song about "Swag"

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

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

My swag is to the roof

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Make a swag fag keel over when they know there rhymes lag/

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

Fags yelling yolo, swag! it makes me pissed.

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest