This is a song about "Khakis"

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

Khakis pressed, nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so i guess it ain't

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Wearin' forever 21, while we're just wearin' khakis

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees