This is a song about "Powerful men"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Powerful words that will hurt your feelings

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

But five years from now i bet she see

Of being rich and powerful

Cause this album pack enough evil

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

One parent above, the other live scared

So powerful call me the president

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

So we can live again

I had never fit in with the men.

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