This is a song about "Robins jeans"

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

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

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

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

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

See ya ass in ya jeans makes me wonder girl

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

This burn mark on your jeans don't match the ones on your flesh

All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal

Gotta understand the truth. we is all king's 'round here