This is a song about "Proud pants"

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

I never fell down and i’m always proud

My mom makes me feel so proud

Stuntin when we out

Ma family aint proud of me

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

We know we always out

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

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

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

Gonna blow the roof off and make you proud

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

Attached like pants keepin casual