This is a song about "Leather pants"

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

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

Ya'll wife and white knight her

He's buying me leather

Took the van, went snatch her

Yeah im in that 7.5 all leather

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

The first one, i pull turns you into severed leather,

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever