This is a song about "You are a swag ffag"

But he don't rule a thing

You know my swag is outstanding,

So i hoped out pronto, get my swag on a flow

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

You are a bad patient

She leave her hair in the sink

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Yelling "swag" on a cops car 'til i fell down

Bad bitches never loved them though

But you are just a ho

They all need attention, they call me a g though

You tell me i got swag though, i say you a fag go,

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad