This is a song about "Men of 810"

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Cause men lie, women lie

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

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,

My true form is denial and arrogance yet i seem to be wearing acceptance

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

I get that work from my face

Land of the men and the brave,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

Shit, we don't believe none of them

They'll never become better men