This is a song about "Men and woman"

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

I need what i desired in a woman, which is class and ass,

Land of the men and the brave,

This is no trial, this a closed case

You invite men over and ask for it rough

When they showed up at your door at christmas

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

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

Leavin you dead like lennie from mice and men,

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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