This is a song about "Powerful men"

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

If you ever think your more powerful

They'll never become better men

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Ill send back with something powerful,

I had never fit in with the men.

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Then lost my faith again

When pac get high

Cause men lie, women lie