This is a song about "Men of 810"

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

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

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

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

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

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

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

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

They'll never become better men

I'll never call you bitch again

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

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