This is a song about "Sagging pants"

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

I'm a tiny pants goon

Self made coming soon

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

Know it good when she go no hands