This is a song about "Tight jeans"

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater

You know...you know who you are

All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

I got a hulck in ma jeans

Can barely walk the city streets

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Wears his jeans below his knees

Lights please, lights please

I bet you hear that white music

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

As tight as it could go, like a vice locked in tight,

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night