This is a song about "Fuckin wit the guys"

To intercept the bad guys intentions.

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Her last nigga cheated just like the other guys

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

To the homie wit no discretion

I roam like phone with no vocal reception

And it makes you feel insecure, there's no love from the guys,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Lucky to the guys that experienced succession,

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

Those guys who were fucking the hottest girls are guys who girls now fucking despise,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Making the guys who belong silent

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys