This is a song about "Powerful men"

I’m effervescent, just ask them

I had never fit in with the men.

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

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

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

A powerful meaning for a targets carcass

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Huh, i can't interpret her

Powerful as darth vader