This is a song about "Down pants"

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Still you couldn't know my psyche, liar, pants on fire,

We getting money, you can face the facts

I literally almost shit my pants/

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Attached like pants keepin casual

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

I'm a tiny pants goon

I need a little room

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced