This is a song about "Yoga pants"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I'll put you in a coma shoot you in yoga you drink dicks like cola...

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

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

Attached like pants keepin casual

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Just to let you know, you are

Your pants get hit with cancer

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

To the same plant, and the same pants

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

So raised like i'm doing yoga, kilo of something is what i take.