This is a song about "Jizz in my pants"

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Kick in the pants, ass hurts, take that risk before its worse

Pants up and shirt tucked in,the nerdy version

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

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

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

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

And they the ones talking bout tuckin gats in they pants!

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