This is a song about "Single men"

Hear the rambling in the sky

Cause men lie, women lie

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

Had to wear the 13's with them

They'll never become better men

Marshmallows inside my pen

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

And every single weapon you have

Killing like every single beat,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

A single so common

For the outlawz, here we come