This is a song about "Sagging"

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

From the projects to the penthouse

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

Flashbacking back on half strapping, snapbacking, pants sagging, pawns on ya back 'n

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million