This is a song about "Powerful men"

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

I am not powerless, i am powerful

Cause this album pack enough evil

Of being rich and powerful

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

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Shit, we don't believe none of them

I had never fit in with the men.

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

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Ill send back with something powerful,

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special