This is a song about "Powerful men"

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Before we see it's hard to live

Powerful words that will hurt your feelings

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Cause this album pack enough evil

Of being rich and powerful

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

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam