This is a song about "True religion jeans"

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

I wonder why we take from our women

Don't try and separate race from religion

And get on down with this thc vision

Ima man of no religion

Killing innocent people is not part of religion,

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

No religion, putting 10 bullets in your chest

Bringing in religion you're no prophet

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

To race or religion not even women

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Dreamed away all these right dreams, nightmares squash like tight jeans

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets