This is a song about "High water pants"

This is walter, fresh above the water

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Huh, i can't interpret her

I refresh myself with water

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

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

I'm a tiny pants goon

Self made coming soon

Your pants get hit with cancer

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

I literally almost shit my pants/

A criminal grind mean hustle

Attached like pants keepin casual