This is a song about "Sweat pants"

I don't know what happened next but i began to sweat.

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Attached like pants keepin casual

I got rich from a little struggle

Burst through the seams without breaking a sweat,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

As i wipe the sweat off my brow,

Hundred thousand worth of ice on me now

I literally almost shit my pants/

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

And her smile lit up the room

I'm a tiny pants goon