This is a song about "Cargo shorts"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

All you need is clean shorts and some nikes?

Who holler back to days untold with cargo-holds of golden lighters.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Your shorts (errahh) yo check it son

You fall low on cargo until you come to a stop

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

My great brain, the freight train, loaded up with cargo

I be so ivan drago this beat gone be apollo

The cargo youc arried at this point was going to stop your

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Dude with a mullet bussin shorts wearing flip flops