This is a song about "Men s insecurity on their masculinity"

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Where 45's if it's black on chrome just to hear their cries, when rolling

Doubt in my veins chased with insecurity,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Women talk about men in the beginning but never seem to have their

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Go to s c take on the game cocks