This is a song about "Tight pants"

To the same plant, and the same pants

Know it good when she go no hands

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Attached like pants keepin casual

We getting money, you can face the facts

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

Attempt to scream but nothing-nope, tightened tight,

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Must be a lady in tha light

Security is tight

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

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

And they the ones talking bout tuckin gats in they pants!

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And pants tight please be a dyke, cuz im a freakin freakazoid its like my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die