This is a song about "You re a swag fag"

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

You big ass motherfuckin' fag!

I don't want it on my back

Yeah, ready for whatever

Cause im a swag professor

I got a bad bitch and she likes to get dirty, i got my own swag and you know that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

You have swag, i even prefer based god over you

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

And when you say your going for a fag break you don't the ones you tap

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap