This is a song about "I shit my pants"

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

You barely got ya pants above ya knees, i mean i'm ova here like "please, lawd, please!"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

And pants tight please be a dyke, cuz im a freakin freakazoid its like my

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

At six i was making the girlies pants drop while i was playing in the motherfuckin' sand box

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

My shit, i know u loving

Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing