This is a song about "Shit your pants"

Pull up yo pants, take off your belt cause you ain't shit, flush you down the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Your talking shit dropping shit like toxic

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

For either rock in your pants the crack or best dick

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Better hope not ,cause you'll piss your pants when you see me

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

To the same plant, and the same pants

Your pants get hit with cancer

My records sell, yes sir

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

Don’t you be holding back, your love