This is a song about "Bmx school men"

I had never fit in with the men.

I don't care what it did to them

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

The user not the one of the middle men.

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

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

They'll never become better men

Bad hoes i'm seen with them