This is a song about "Cycling shorts"

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

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Dude with a mullet bussin shorts wearing flip flops

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

All you need is clean shorts and some nikes?

Shout out my nigga miles

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

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Your shorts (errahh) yo check it son