This is a song about "Shit my pants"

I literally almost shit my pants/

We getting money, you can face the facts

Won't run out anytime soon

I'm a tiny pants goon

To the same plant, and the same pants

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Your pants get hit with cancer

My pockets fat, still looking for some pants my size

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

The real muscle in the message of that

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit