This is a song about "Ripped jeans"

But then again got her period blood all up on my jeans

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Ripped the gown around the blouse,

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

But it has been ripped off in layers,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

"billie" in my "jeans", rest in peace mike jackson!

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

You're wishing for dick and you ended up getting your ass ripped