This is a song about "Robins jeans"

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

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

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

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

Clutch her jeans while she kicks, osama asked for my tricks.

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Dreamed away all these right dreams, nightmares squash like tight jeans

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

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

See ya ass in ya jeans makes me wonder girl

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre