This is a song about "Powerful men"

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

So powerful call me the president

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Ill send back with something powerful,

Ha, running rebel on another level

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

I am not powerless, i am powerful

They'll never become better men

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

If you ever think your more powerful

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Damn is your mattress dry

Cause men lie, women lie