This is a song about "Powerful men"

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Nastiest over-limit went men

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

A powerful meaning for a targets carcass

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

I had never fit in with the men.

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Cause men lie, women lie

That's the window into the sky

They'll never become better men

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen