This is a song about "Pissing your pants"

Bout' those alien girls you met down the pit, talking bout' living in your pants, wow.

I need some reasons see cuz it's some creatures growing deep inside of my heart right now

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Your pants get hit with cancer

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

We getting money, you can face the facts

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

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

You'll be pissing blood from your wrists

Murder all your artists

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

You still fucking that slut? or meeting hot maids down in your pants, dreaming

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

I literally almost shit my pants/

Teacher asked you a question and you pissed your pants like swimmin in pools

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes