This is a song about "Celtic pants"

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Your pants get hit with cancer

Huh, i can't interpret her

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

We getting money, you can face the facts