This is a song about "Green pants"

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Your pants get hit with cancer

Your pants get hit with cancer

"contemplate", i wrote about her

People wonder why grass is green,

Come see real niggas on my team

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

I got rich from a little struggle

Attached like pants keepin casual

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

To the same plant, and the same pants

My nigga, its all love

Saggy pants an vacant faces,