This is a song about "Powerful men"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Respect cash and its powerful guarantee

I’m effervescent, just ask them

They'll never become better men

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

See these lights got me on another level

Ill send back with something powerful,

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

I had never fit in with the men.

If you ever think your more powerful

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal