This is a song about "Great men"

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

And ejaculate, it feels great

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

We are inside looking outward, that's the only way as men

Of pleasure, jill you did great

Low income no bills getting paid

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

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

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

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

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

Fuckin call him a faggot, he's attracted to men

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again