This is a song about "Pocket superlight"

Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

I got a laptop in my back pocket

You reachin in your pocket

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Living out his own pocket with his very own promise

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Keep a gram in my pocket,