This is a song about "Powerful men"

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Nastiest over-limit went men

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

They'll never become better men

I’m effervescent, just ask them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Rich white and black white-washed men/

If a nigga didn't fake like them

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

I am not powerless, i am powerful

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try