This is a song about "Skinny shanks"

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I confess it- i'm a shitty skinny white rapper

I know i'm a skinny white boy who raps like a drug addict

But i never break a sweat, it takes effort to conflict

And man, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit