This is a song about "Con men"

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

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

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

Land of the men and the brave,

Don't you fall from grace

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

We're just corrupted youth acting like alcoholic mad men/

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

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

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

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Nastiest over-limit went men