This is a song about "True religion jeans and some jordans"

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Hold on you can see my vision

While i'm wearing true religion

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

In private, not public in the streets

Screwed in spanish, english, and religion and its just a coincidence

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

And even though we did live check to check, it's true,

All we need is convienient love

Wait now that is some true summer madness

You way afraid, and your religion founded the kkk,

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Cant you see the true religion jeans

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats