This is a song about "Pooping my pants"

While i'm tryin' to act like i'm not 'bout to crap my own pants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

I'm a tiny pants goon

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping