This is a song about "Who pooped in my pants"

Who smokin in my car?

That gyal want mi ride har

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I will demolish everyone who gets in the way of my solace.

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Pants up and shirt tucked in,the nerdy version

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

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

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

My car kisses police who jump in front of cars willingly.

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

At six i was making the girlies pants drop while i was playing in the motherfuckin' sand box