This is a song about "Real men wear pink"

They'll never become better men

Then lost her faith again

Like her tight bright pink ripe smitten that i have no invite,

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

So deep in that pussy it gives me pink eye

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

While you wear silk sweatshirts...

That try to chase these skirts

And i know that your supply

Cause men lie, women lie

But you can't its a sin, only real men can fuck on a whim.

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion