This is a song about "Pooping your pants"

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

For either rock in your pants the crack or best dick

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

And they the ones talking bout tuckin gats in they pants!

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

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

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

On your back like i'm acne, shit your pants like i'm flax seed

Better hope not ,cause you'll piss your pants when you see me

Why don't you just get a little taste baby