This is a song about "Giving up your jeans to homeless"

As it slips through your toneless lips borderline homeless,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

Does it occur to you now, you're homeless, your car is rental

We be in the party like we own that bar

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Then get a homeless dog to give you a facial

Next the homeless he see's as filthy rats, he's got a rack set up,

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Giving life to dying breeds

Little more weed, first class seats