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

You know my swag is outstanding,

In my drawsring, ring, ring

All on the furniture with no regards

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

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

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

But you are just a ho

In the club like fuck it, though

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

She gonna dance when that molly through

If a nigga didn't fake like them

You are a confusing confusion

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

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