This is a song about "Ducking britches"

Stabbin' guys minds with young britches thinkin' they too grown

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

Suspicious babies in britches

Are you coming?to the point that your running

When i ride on u betta be ducking

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Hiding down ducking strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

I've been hustling that crack and i've been ducking the feds,

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets