This is a song about "Hairy men"

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Un-hairy musk lavender oil coated

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

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

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

I rather give you my last to see you live again

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

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

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

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Riding around with ms. reece and them

I had never fit in with the men.