This is a song about "Hot pockets"

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Pockets loaded, infected, lookin swollen

Riding around with ms. reece and them

I’m the king of rock

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

Like loch ness, i got 3 fitty in my pockets/

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Yo pockets anorexic and it's survival of the fittest

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Empty you, not pockets, ima take my glock and cock it

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Some old motherfucking nurses checking up my pockets