This is a song about "Boxers"

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

Get a pampers prepare to pee and drench your boxers

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Slapped in factory boxes like boxers, i'm renegade,

She took off my tommy boxers, now i'm going commando

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Heavy hitting enough to make you piss in your boxers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years