Swag

Not your conventional subject matter...

Hijaabi Got Swag

Yep you read that right

Hijaabi got swag

We know how to move

Eyes lowered to the ground

Feet move without a sound

Ears feeling cold in the winter

Hijaabi’s got it covered

Forgot your house key

Here borrow my headscarf pin

And unpick the lock

Damn I ripped my top

Why don’t you sew it up

Because hijaabis got tassels

I’m late I’m going to miss my bus

Grab onto the hijaabi

She’s got a cape and she can fly

Well not quite

But it does flap in the wind

Hijaabis strong enough to grab

A falling wooden partition

Hijaabi’s swift enough

To avoid getting the cooties

Hijaabis so flowy

You don’t know where

She ends or where she begins

The elements can’t harm hijaabi

The rain has met its foe

The sun has met its match

Hijaabi doesn’t tan

Just loosen it a bit

And look hijaabis got a hood

Hijaabi has no arms!

Well actually she just has pockets

Are you falling of a cliff?

Well Hijaabi’s got a rope

Hijaabi is everyone’s sis

Hijaabi’s got her crew in the prayer room

Hijaabi sends you peace

Because the religion is easy

Hijaabi has got the moves

She does the wrap ‘n’ tuck in the blink of an eye

Climate change – the ozone layer is dead

But not hijaabi (well not yet)

UV Lights prepared to be absorbed

Even the wind won’t damage Hijaabi’s hair

And if you start spouting nonsense hijaabi doesn’t care

Because three layers of pashmina later

She probably can’t even hear you

Hijaabi makes the tough guys move

Is someone’s cigarette up in smoke

Hijaabi can put it out

Just moves her hijaab and makes a breeze

It’s Allah that she aims to please

That’s why hijaabi is so awesome

That’s why she’s not just wearing a paper bag

And that’s why Hijaabi’s got swag

Oh and just a small request

Since Urban dictionary didn’t really help

If you could kindly tell me sis

What swag actually is?