This is a song about "Robins jeans"

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

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

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

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Like jeans in the summer, oh what a bummer, i wonder

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Cant you see the true religion jeans

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Half belizian, half from the phillipines

When wearing super skinny jeans.