This is a song about "Unfaithful men"

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Bet i get like 8 of them

I had never fit in with the men.

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

No men, no friends, now you're all hers.

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

The user not the one of the middle men.

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

We're just corrupted youth acting like alcoholic mad men/

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

They'll never become better men

Flyer then the rest of them

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Like in mice in men find a cave,