This is a song about "Powerful men"

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

They'll never become better men

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

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

Nastiest over-limit went men

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

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

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

And everything is purple

Of being rich and powerful

Then lost her faith again

Makes me sleep and blown by men.