This is a song about "High water pants"

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

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

Attached like pants keepin casual

And i just want to hold her

I refresh myself with water

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

To the same plant, and the same pants

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Listen to every word that i slur

Than drank that wine which is ex water,