This is a song about "Ripped pants"

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

Attached like pants keepin casual

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

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

Know give me a head start

He can sing, not ripped apart,

We don't ever make love

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

Lyrics are precisely picked, so watch as competitors get ripped

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

Let's enjoy our younger years

But it has been ripped off in layers,