This is a song about "Men of 810"

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Fuckin call him a faggot, he's attracted to men

They'll never become better men

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

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

I rather give you my last to see you live again

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

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

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Even with stories that teach men not to freak with these senoritas with sleeves of sequins

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins