This is a song about "Shit my pants"

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

These damn rhymes are falling out of my pants pocket, i can't stop it

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit

Baby im on my other shit,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Still you couldn't know my psyche, liar, pants on fire,

On your back like i'm acne, shit your pants like i'm flax seed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

All my niggas still drilling shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

I got a green bag with them blue strands

I literally almost shit my pants/