This is a song about "Mad men"

I had never fit in with the men.

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Magic city tipping them

Rich white and black white-washed men/

What the fuck happened to rap when

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Fuckin call him a faggot, he's attracted to men

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Nastiest over-limit went men

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