This is a song about "Long pants"

(and go berserk) all night long

Heh, if the autotune's gone

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

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

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

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

I literally almost shit my pants/