This is a song about "Badguy strange pocket spendin block money"

You easy stealing picked pocket,

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Keep a gram in my pocket,

You, you, you have to pay for that

My lawyer came to court, man he was higher than the comet

Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Got the game on lock in my pocket

Wit my kin that i came in wit

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

My eyes all red nigga, i'm spendin' all of my dope blunts//

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Theres a hole in my pocket