This is a song about "Powerful men"

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

A powerful meaning for a targets carcass

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Powerful words that will hurt your feelings

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks