This is a song about "Hitlers pants"

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

Your pants get hit with cancer

Of impactful things one can ask for

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Know it good when she go no hands

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

Sinister persona similar to how hitlers was

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit