This is a song about "Powerful men"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

That's another topic, we should start a project

So powerful call me the president

Nastiest over-limit went men

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

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

My bars is kickin' into steve urkel,been writing rhymes long as a journal