This is a song about "Pocket"

You easy stealing picked pocket,

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

See i let my nigga split that

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

No money in pocket

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Living out his own pocket with his very own promise

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Another victory i've accomplished, more money in my pocket

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

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that