This is a song about "What a man"

He perhaps aspires to what man desires/

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

You try because justin, you lack what makes a man inside/

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Make way for the man who takes pride in what he wrote

She got something i never had

What a bummer, what a drag

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

But what satan doesn't know, is jesus is your right hand man,

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Now satan's a friend, man to what extent? fuck it might as well vent,

I dont give a shit man

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Man, noon's bright, what a #moonlight, let's go for seconds, i bet she wouldn't mind