This is a song about "Men of 810"

Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.

Its not our place to judge or to use anger to defend there is no anger in the hearts of faithful men

For once be men, bringing a sword to a battle of the pen

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

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

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

They say even the most stubborn of men have a price

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

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

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

My verse seduces everyone i can here the sound of men grasping their shafts,