This is a song about "Strawberry pants"

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

Still you couldn't know my psyche, liar, pants on fire,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit