This is a song about "Sagging"

Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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