This is a song about "Powerful men"

Of being rich and powerful

Baby, you're an angel

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Cause men lie, women lie

I am not powerless, i am powerful

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

I don't care what it did to them

I had never fit in with the men.