This is a song about "Last cry of man"

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

And i can get em all without lots of effort

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

I'm a mad man , you the last in for casting, trashing your lyrics like a trash

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Now when he thinks of then he begins to cry.

Now everybody put your hands up high

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Had a friend of mine try to use my server last

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

The socials won't just grow man, if this shit's gonna last