This is a song about "Swag"

But i've got as much swag as a folk song,

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Mirror mirror on the wall

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

Thank god for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

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