This is a song about "Powerful men"

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

I'm raymond for rap when it's raining men

Of being rich and powerful

As i light one for ill will

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans