This is a song about "Many men"

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

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

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Marshmallows inside my pen

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

Therefore it's a sign that you even don't belong to men

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

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

The user not the one of the middle men.

This one's for the lovers

So many amateurs

Talking of the gods you serve

So many amateurs