This is a song about "Not needing men"

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Im raisin the bar, ya gna be needing a neck noose,

Where i can express my emotions without needing to speak

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I'm raymond for rap when it's raining men

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

In needing of a feeding its stopping me from sleeping

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Still be needing to grow up

And maybe i am but

Even with stories that teach men not to freak with these senoritas with sleeves of sequins

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men