This is a song about "Boxers"

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

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Heavy hitting enough to make you piss in your boxers

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

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

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Get a pampers prepare to pee and drench your boxers