This is a song about "Diss fake jeans"

And maybe cupid won't miss

Don't realize this is a diss

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

Dreamed away all these right dreams, nightmares squash like tight jeans

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Interference of dreams or whatever it means put on some tight jeans

You know...you know who you are

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