This is a song about "Young swag"

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

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

My swag is to the roof

If you feel it, it must be real just

Fags yelling yolo, swag! it makes me pissed.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch