This is a song about "Keep your trousers high"

Keep your doors locked and your windows shut

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,

I’m way harder than the concrete

I work perfect combinations, a high chance i'm your favorite,

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laughs over

Your wondering how or why? the answer is your below and im high

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Everybody ,your hands up high,

And in fact i can’t deny

Lift your arm up high to the sky

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

And if you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high