This is a song about "Powerful men"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

Made a million with the pen

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

We're most powerful crew,we fighting for truth

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

I eat carrots every day to be powerful like a fay

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

If you're such a powerful being lord, then answer me why.

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try