This is a song about "Love men"

No men, no friends, now you're all hers.

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Leavin you dead like lennie from mice and men,

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

And pray for better days

Like in mice in men find a cave,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

The user not the one of the middle men.

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men