This is a song about "No pants"

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

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

Your pants get hit with cancer

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

As i light one for ill will

Attached like pants keepin casual

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

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

And a 'please to meet cha' when they reach in, the deep ends of your knee pants