This is a song about "Men of 810"

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

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

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

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

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

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Nastiest over-limit went men

All you niggas die

Cause men lie, women lie

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

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

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

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them