This is a song about "Fucking men"

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

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

Time after time, again and again

They'll never become better men

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

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

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

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

And the old men snore at marshall mathers

Penncounting pennys over tha years