This is a song about "Great men"

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Of pleasure, jill you did great

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

So hopefully i would become great

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

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

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

To destroy something so great

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

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then