This is a song about "Long pants"

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

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

Better hope not ,cause you'll piss your pants when you see me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

(and go berserk) all night long

Ha, and the bitches all gone

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

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

To the same plant, and the same pants

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

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

My talents for far too long

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks