This is a song about "Ripped pants"

You got ripped son, from front to back and side to side,

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Baby, you know who you are

Your pants get hit with cancer

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

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

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith