This is a song about "Swag"

Cause im a swag professor

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

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

You little young-ass motherfuckers

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

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

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

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

My swag is to the roof

A far reach from them rap dudes

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

I got some swag bitch, let me swag all over ya

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

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth