Saggin'
A loose belt and a pair of boxers underneath
Coolin', stylin', and profilin' with a fresh new
pair of kicks on the feet
Saggin', draggin', loose and not together
Constantly pullin' and tuggin'...just straighten
'em up or take 'em off, brother
Swagga! Not! Just draggin' and saggin' with major
attitude
Belts are like beepers, totally obsolete, brother
looking like he has something to prove
A fashion statement of diminutive proportions,
I mean, really?
Just a fresh pair of sneakers, a pair of pants that
don't fit and a white tee
But what is looming as great as God's blue sky is
"tude," that's right, major, major "tude"!
Mean muggin', adrenaline flowing, and stayed on high
Come on, man! Find some quiet and let go. I mean, really
dude!?
Let him tell it; there is nothing wrong with his gait
He can't see, 'cause if he could, he
would even say it's not straight
The ticket is straightening up the spine and getting
inline to move forward
And maybe, just maybe, he has something to prove.
'Cause as long as he walks around saggin', he will be
viewed as saggin' spelled backward
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2017
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