This is a song about "Mans"

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

But it's difficult to go hard like an old mans dick,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Ain't my fault this mans eyes look in two different directions

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Pan handling ya mans cannabis then i'm vanishing,

I came to leave behind my legacy and put this mans mind on mankind/

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Fuck all the fake mans and all the debts owed

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

But now i own yachts bigger than a lot of mans cribs

Can i kick camera mans in black vans

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

Mans heavy from deadly machetes