This is a song about "Skinny kids"

She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Like, "there's nothing in this world that tastes as good as skinny feels!"

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

I'mma make it rain trick

A lesser measure of beggar kids

I only got four minutes

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

Why are the little kids having little kids

Skinny dipper,yeah she got a temper,

Picture a place that they exist, together

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it