This is a song about "Apple bottom jeans"

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Wears his jeans below his knees

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Dreamed away all these right dreams, nightmares squash like tight jeans

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

Flyer than the rest of them

Once they reach rock bottom

And she throws up whatever she eats

When wearing super skinny jeans.

They just don't give a fuck

....from the bottom came up...