This is a song about "Powerful men"

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

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

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

They'll never become better men

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

Rich white and black white-washed men/

So powerful call me the president

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Of being rich and powerful

Never wrong at any level

Cause men lie, women lie

Hear the rambling in the sky