This is a song about "Shit your pants"

To the same plant, and the same pants

I'm popping rubber bands

Got to the end of the tunnel

Attached like pants keepin casual

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

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

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Miley your a bitch spit your shit verse,

When they twist and talk with they fingers

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Chyper shit,your brain wire it,to like my shit,

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And a 'please to meet cha' when they reach in, the deep ends of your knee pants