This is a song about "Apc jeans"

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Clutch her jeans while she kicks, osama asked for my tricks.

Like jeans in the summer, oh what a bummer, i wonder

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

This burn mark on your jeans don't match the ones on your flesh

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If his bitch insist on getting sick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Interference of dreams or whatever it means put on some tight jeans

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head