This is a song about "Dark men"

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

(zing)light it up in the dark

They don't hear my bark

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

I talk to myself in the dark

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

And it rules everything around them

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Like a small garage in your backyard

Or let us all live in the dark

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Gets harder than rihanna when