This is a song about "Swag"

Finish line with the tire marks

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

The good kid from the ugly city

You be rocken swag like shitty

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

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

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

So go ahead with your swag, the irrelevant cool

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school