This is a song about "Powerful men"

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

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

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

So powerful call me the president

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

If you ever think your more powerful

Cause this album pack enough evil

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious

A powerful meaning for a targets carcass

Signal urkel, "did i do that?", bitch you know our actions always hurtful

Use your parents as servants at first glance. if you ever think your more powerful