This is a song about "Cycling shorts"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Dude with a mullet bussin shorts wearing flip flops

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

But somehow it made them listen

Your shorts (errahh) yo check it son

Y'all niggas about to feel thisbreak out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms

Lose your mind in the rhythm, another kingdom ill from the cycling symptoms,

This maze i'm in amazes me at times

All you need is clean shorts and some nikes?