This is a song about "Powerful men"

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Nastiest over-limit went men

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

We're most powerful crew,we fighting for truth

Car seats got screens in them

Rich white and black white-washed men/

If you ever think your more powerful

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

I'm raymond for rap when it's raining men

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

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will