This is a song about "Pocket watches"

Look in the scope, my people still a target

I got a laptop in my back pocket

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

And i wish i had #420 bucks in my back pocket

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

I got a laptop in my back pocket

She just sit there and watches as the blood drips

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

No one comes, no one ever watches out,

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

No money in pocket

Then play you all my latest shit

To kill time like solo slow watches, support the shit,

You never play with young boys cause they never private