This is a song about "Many men"

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

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

So many amateurs

Know just what your worth

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Leavin you dead like lennie from mice and men,

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

The race war, when it's us against all of them