This is a song about "Black men"

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

And do i need to mention when

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

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Magic city tipping them

Rich white and black white-washed men/

They'll never become better men

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

I promise i'mma call you back

Top dropped down, black on black

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

Therefore it's a sign that you even don't belong to men

Leavin you dead like lennie from mice and men,

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Fuckin call him a faggot, he's attracted to men

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then