This is a song about "Powerful men"

Bet i get like 8 of them

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Oh, i could be dead and buried, and i’d still be above your level/

Use your parents as servants at first glance. if you ever think your more powerful

Ok now everythings wonderful

Of being rich and powerful

Rich white and black white-washed men/

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

If you ever think your more powerful

Ha, running rebel on another level

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam