This is a song about "Men of 810"

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Bet i get like 8 of them

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

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Shit, i use the same line, like i did 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

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

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

They'll never become better men

Cause men lie, women lie

I'll meet you in the sky