This is a song about "Con men"

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

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

I con science, an icon to my alliance

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

And now we high

Cause men lie, women lie

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

I'm the enron don, con more dollars than kenneth lay dreams

And the old men snore at marshall mathers

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

We are inside looking outward, that's the only way as men

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

I had never fit in with the men.

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

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