This is a song about "Robin jeans with the foamposites"

Cant you see the true religion jeans

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Malcolm x, by any means

I got a hulck in ma jeans

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

When wearing super skinny jeans.

Ironic shenanigans, you the merry men i'm robbing/robin you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Cause there'll never be peace

Wears his jeans below his knees