This is a song about "In my pants"

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

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

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

For either rock in your pants the crack or best dick

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Teacher asked you a question and you pissed your pants like swimmin in pools

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

My pockets fat, still looking for some pants my size

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

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket, i can't stop it