This is a song about "Single men"

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Killing like every single beat,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

#1 (#single #syllables)

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

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

Shit, we don't believe none of them

I’ll be there every single night

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

And every single weapon you have