This is a song about "Snapbacks and skinny jeans"

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Wears his jeans below his knees

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

But then again got her period blood all up on my jeans

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

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

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Interference of dreams or whatever it means put on some tight jeans

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means