This is a song about "Stupid men"

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Man fuck this shit

But the kid aint stupid

Nastiest over-limit went men

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Foolish, i be on that new shit

How dare you call me stupid!

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Really your so stupid

So if they better than the kid