This is a song about "Powerful men"

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

A powerful meaning for a targets carcass

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

I eat carrots every day to be powerful like a fay

So powerful call me the president

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Then lost her faith again

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

I rather give you my last to see you live again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

If you're such a powerful being lord, then answer me why.