This is a song about "Idiot men"

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Forget the idiot killing and battle with me

Well you're just an idiot.

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

I dont really confess, im an idiot/

Cause men lie, women lie

And i know that your supply

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

I'm sentenced to death, just 'cause i'm an idiot,