This is a song about "Little mind made men"

How is it that little nigga like me made it too my dreams

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

She made my mind swirl/my heart started to twirl/when she rocked my world

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

I had a little stress stuck in my mind,

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

A mind made of feces,

Tryna kill my dreams

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

I wish i’ll never see you again

I had never fit in with the men.

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Time after time, again and again

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men