This is a song about "Applebottom jeans"

Witty?please, im a sick fuck / filthy needs, even leavin' billies jeans ripped up!

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

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

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Before i'm nineteen, i'll be put on just like these tight jeans

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

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

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it