This is a song about "Men of 810"

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

And it rules everything around them

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

With these raps we mend, recommend you get your best of men, to pen their weapons

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

We are inside looking outward, that's the only way as men

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

And that both of these boys, not men, will eventually pay

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

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

Say you through will all my foul ways

Land of the men and the brave,

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss