This is a song about "Powerful men"

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

I wish i’ll never see you again

They'll never become better men

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

Powerful words that will hurt your feelings

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

When they here today what you say to them

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

I am not powerless, i am powerful

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam